Lyrics

(Sonnyjim)
I don't text back I'm out the country like an expat
You can fuck about and get wacked
Smokin on some extract on my way to get the Benz waxed
Bread in a knot like a French plat
We don't like police we never talk to feds FACTS
I got a colourful past I see these red flags
Blud you couldn't fool a bull with a red rag
I know they say that the grass is greener
That was just a tight space this is cabin fever
You and your man is falling out like Alopecia
Me and mine been good for time look at mans demeanour
Really doe eye to eye
It's an optical illusion that's bye the bye
I got it underneath the seat on the drivers side
Ten man on dizzle playing five a side
Whatever they said I can double that
I got it on me right now in this duffel bag
Axe about me lumberjack
Bunnin gas while I'm thumbing through the Conde Nast
(CRIMEAPPLE)
Careful what you wish for
Split a wishbone I wish you would
Heavy thing, tell me you do everything that you think you would
I might be dancing in Columbia just living while the gettin's good
I might be with a duck getting hyphy out in Cricklewood
Pasture like I'm goated
Vodka in the pasta now I'm bloated
Barak is with muchachas by the ocean
But it's nada though you notice
Those are just a couple of week days
The beat plays and me I just hear something I can cremate
You need faith
Play Jesus close like Mary
Before her chips was earned I let the fish burn like Larry
New whip like Dairy
New chip like Rhi Rhi
Loose lips on the weeny
New wrists like TV
Colourful, wonderful
Bitch like I'm in love with you
Those chicken heads are cuddle proof
Like don't you got like something to do
Numerical nuptials
I count it like Dracula
Magic trying to make an Aston Martin out the accura
My fan had D around the same time as Pamela
So logically that sticks the same time as Tommy Lee
That in borned a lot of me
But now I'm pretty clean
Economically, truthfully
My bitch hit the lottery
(Tommy Lee)
Yo what's up biyatches
It's your boy T Lee
Yeah that one, Tommy Lee
Shout out to Sonnyjim
Crimeapple
And Lee Motherfucking Scott
Yeah!
Written by: Dave Cuasito, Iqbal Singh Sathi, Lee Scott Lewis, Sebastian David Vasco
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