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All black trackie make you nauseous
Brick so fleeky, yeah, she flawless
Around so many trees, it be feelin' like a forest
Yeah, and I do it like I'm lawless
I do it, large portions

Vacuum seal the plastic now it's lookin' gorgeous
Supplyin' crisp packets, yeah it ain't no Walkers
Stay away from bitchy jiggas, they just talkers
Reminiscing times, billin' su'um in a Raw riz
And they got no money, yeah, you can't afford this
Uh, they can't afford piss
These jiggas entertain gyal, they do up French kiss
I do up nastiness, she give my dick her full lips
Full lips, bando boy, tell my young G, hold it
Sunday night, break a pack, I kick some ball quick
And we don't forfeit, came up through the losses
Make a toast, yeah, we raise our glasses

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Council flat and I'm waitin' on my homie
He just got the Re and this ain't homie
If we ain't got no relations, please don't phone me
I don't want no fake yutes, I'd rather do up lonely, yeah
I'd rather do up lonely
I'm with Facey, I'm with Tony
Got this paper, it's all on me
Leave a paper trail on me, yeah
You can smell the paper on me, yeah

Roll with a couple, I'm still sucker free
Need that large portion, stack lookin' Philly cheese
In an empty car park curly ting she suckin' me
No names, no shame, we all sinners
So Ima use a code name
She's Francesca, she's from London
She ain't Leicester and I tell her that my name is
Alessandro with the Nesta
Trappin' in Fiestas
Making money, have fiestas
Until then I can't rest cuz nah
Black and yellow, I ain't Wiz cuz
Uh, Huncho givin' out these big buds
Theres cologne so this bud we can't stink of
I see police so we going for quick runs

Council flat and I'm waitin' on my homie
He just got the Re and this ain't homie
If we ain't got no relations, please don't phone me
I don't want no fake yutes, I'd rather do up lonely, yeah
I'd rather do up lonely
I'm with Facey, I'm with Tony
Got this paper, it's all on me
Leave a paper trail only, yeah
You can smell the paper on me, yeah

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