(You are now listening to Young Chencs)
(Shout out le Flem)
(Yo, Lil B, it's NKO on beat)
Dice, ala, mira, L
Ekip, Ekip
Yo, tell 'em Central Cee
Don't get captcha
I come straight from Italy
I'm from Arab, click-clack
I still gotta take calculated risk

Yo, I come straight from Italy (ah)
Where your body dissolve in acid (Rondo)
My girl is hot like Takis, no party, I'm rich, no lackin'
If you talk about drill in Italy, I have no competition, we are not the same
I have a heart of gold but I hope all my opps will die
Mafia talk, for sure (for sure), I'm richer than all my opps
Why they ban me from my city? (Ha), I'm just tryna do my job (fuck)
I pull up in your block, trappin', your hoe knows all my lines
Lurkin', twerkin', squirtin', all for a Birkin (ah-ha)

I'm from Arab, click-clack, no talking, big booty is haram
Big money is halal, street boy, Montana ('Tana)
One, one Glock shoots you, one shot, you gotta learn
Bad bitch loves me, she calls me bad boy, ah (ah, calls me, ah)
Vit, vit, chop, chop
I've already fucked the trap-trap, you've already fucked your cap-cap
Where's your gang-gang? Come with me and I'll make you "Clap, clap"
They don't let Baby Gang-Gang in, I count a thousand facts-facts
I run away from the cops like lag-lag, I make everyone do it with the MAC-MAC
You think you are Pac-Pac 'cause you're wearing a bandana and you're black-black
Doesn't mean that you're 2Pac-Pac now, (pow, pow, pow, pow) (brrah)

I still gotta take calculated risks (alright)
Been six months, she's waitin' to fuck
I had to put gyal on a waitin' list
The pagans doin' up fan behavior
My name don't stop comin' out of their lips
Why they love sayin' that they're outside?
I swear that they're not comin' out of their cribs
These kids keep tryna get under my skin
I'm tryna get money and stay out the way
Lowkey, but I'm stuck in the public eye
Last year I was sat in a pub with white
This year I made more than enough from rhymes
Made more than enough, I can quit right now (right now)
Huh, it's time that I put on the guys
Feels a bit weird when I put on my ice
Can't wait 'til the whole of the gang 'dem shine, hmm

Big ting on my waist (big one)
Come like I popped a Viagra (uh)
You-you don't wanna fall, Niagara
The blue phone's hot, so we're talkin' patois (hmm)
Came in like a rapture, wa-wake up and smell the coffee
In deep where the water choppy
Chopper on me when I try go colly
Don't talk (talk), just listen
Bring it to your door, Jehovah Witness
Bro, should've put a hole in this wiggin'
I couldn't care less, the world keep spinnin'
Loose lips could've got man nicked
Look, how many shops we missed, pissed (pissed) (tell 'em, wing, look, L)
Took an L when I shot that vid
The smell when I put that zip stinks

And we're out looking for you, you were a top tier team
First part, with your head, scoring goals to the wood
I'd loke to see you and see how your crew gets triggered
See you and know how it was, a pill for the effeminate
The junkies to the side and the L always plays first
You're sharing us, you crazy, you're a liar
I like to see you and you'd see how a voice whispers to you
You bark like a bitch, run your mouth, then it shuts

I got no beef if you call others saying you want to squash it
At proble- at problems like Costa, but they want me, I'm Neymar
And I always shoot to the post, but if I squeeze, they request the VAR (VAR)
Police, don't they search, 'cause now I just want to sing
Yo tell 'em Central Cee, "I'm the one got the party lit"
His girlfriend moving all his keys, she says she's into me, I'm king
No-don't try to be that way, I will make you brake on your skates
And then in person feel the chi, proceed to say it's not for you

I put everything in crypto' (pah)
Too much horsepower (pah, pah)
I need Robben's left foot, Klitschko's right hand (pah)
Zero, zero police, in my clique, there's zero police
I'm with my bros, real friends
To buy everything like in Monopoly
Everything for the family, here we know the code of silence
I hustle while gossipers talk
We go to bed at the time our moms go to work
160, GTD, won't sell my soul for few CDs
I pull up in London to score, kick like Trezeguet (Ekip)

Ta-tati, Cali, consumers from Italy 'til Niarry-Tally (huh)
I'm Koulibaly, you're Adil Rami (eh)
So far from them like I live in Bali, bitch
We don't eat ham, we light up the frozen, big crossbow, s/o OZ
Fren-french rap, there's STDs, 20-22, only crypto' and NFT
Me-metaverse, I buy Decentraland
Send the beat, I'll kill it in London
Money talk is my language
Insha'allah, soon I'll pull up to the homeland in a Land Rover
Kill the beat with a baseball bat, FX, I put a fuckin' lot
Need Alaba's salary times four, 2K22, blow up like in Jalalabad

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