(Paddington posse, unuh ready?)
(Brixton posse, unuh ready?)
Gotta watch my back because that bag is enormous
Please don't run up on me, I will have your family mourning (mourning)
(Saxon posse, unuh ready?)
(I came through in a million dollar foreign)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ay

The safe out of space, like the roof on the Wraith, yeah
House got a view with a lake, might go canoeing today, yeah
I can sit back for a month off what I do in a day, yeah
Jump out the whip, then come off the waist
Call the plumber, I done flooded the face
What kind of trick is that?
I'm in the Lambo', the Urus (Urus)
Came from nothin', I'm touring in Europe
Look at God, granny be catchin' no cure
Don't fuck with these niggas, no sir (no sir)
Sic my dawg, what's the word?
Diamonds dance like, You Got Served
I'm up in Gucci, 10K to the clerk
And the roof missing no AMBER Alert, ah

I done came through in a million dollar foreign
Had to call that bitch an UberX 'cause she was boring
I'm a felon so I might not make it through the border
If they made a movie 'bout my life, it would be horror (horror)
I came through, did a show, and made a hundred
Gotta change my ways, I was wrong for bringin' that gun in
But I done seen some shit that made me sick to my stomach
Seen so many meet they demise, I learned from it (I learned from it)

Yeah, niggas don't want no static, yeah
Still got a few bad habits, yeah
Used to sleep on palletes
Now this Benz I got 4Matic (skrrt)
Sixty dollar salads (what else?)
With the crab legs, bring me a mallet (yeah)
My niggas like animals, they won't trip if you don't panic, ay
Bring me another round (yeah)
What they gon' say to us now? (Shit)
When I got that bag, felt like the game went and touched down
Went from bus stop to bustdown (what else?)
Bust bands, used to bust rounds
I'm the big dawg, sit the fuck down
Bitch ain't fuckin', why you come around? (Why the fuck you came around?)
Free my niggas, RIP my niggas
I be poppin' pills for the pain, nigga
Why you talkin' loud? You insane, nigga
Leave you in the street with your brain drippin'
Run into your mans and do the same, nigga (there he go right there)
I'll show you boys how to tame niggas, yeah, ay (facts)
Heart of a thug, baby (what else?)
Probably get to the plug, baby (what else?)
You gotta stop ridin' (what up?)
I'm 'bout to cum, baby
They don't get far 'cause niggas dumb, baby
Want a walk-through, nigga run eighty
I'm a chance master, niggas can't play me
Good defense, niggas can't take me, ah-hah
Ah, ay

And I came through in a million dollar foreign (yeah)
Had to call that bitch (yeah) an UberX 'cause she was boring
I'm a felon so I might not make it through the border
If they made a movie 'bout my life, it would be horror
I came through, did a show, and made a hundred
Gotta change my ways, I was wrong for bringin' that gun in
I done seen some shit that made me sick to my stomach
Seen so many meet they demise, I learned from it (yeah)

I done came through in a million dollar foreign
Had to call that bitch an UberX 'cause she was boring
I'm a felon so I might not make it through the border (through the border)
If they made a movie 'bout my life, it would be horror (horror)
I came through, did a show, and made a hundred (hundred)
Gotta change my ways, I was wrong for bringin' that gun in (gun in)
But I done seen some shit that made me sick to my stomach (my stomach)
Seen so many meet they demise, I learned from it (from it)
(Gang, gang)
(I learned from it)

(Paddington posse, unuh ready?)
(Brixton posse, unuh ready?)

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Writer(s): Dylan Scott Sweeney, Jose Angel Velazquez, Keanu Dean Torres, Luis Federico Vindver Arosa, Terry Sanchez Wallace, Timothy Z Mosley