• [Skepta:]
    Boy, don't sleep in the trap house
    Nah, that's risky
    Ain't no deals in the trap house
    If you want three, that's sixty
    Boy, don't sleep in the trap house
    Nah, that's risky
    Yeah, greaze, uh

    Boy, don't sleep in the trap house
    Nah, that's risky
    Ain't no deals in the trap house
    If you want three, that's sixty
    Had Charlie, man, I had Whitney
    Had Bobby, man, I had Britney
    Criminal pickney now I got large amounts
    Boy, I need a different account
    I cannot sit in the house
    All my niggas tryna eat
    I need to figure it out
    Just tell me the floor, show me the door
    My niggas kicking 'em down
    Flicky in the whip, they wish I would slip
    But I cannot give 'em the clout

    Got my dream girl in my real life
    In the dunya but I'm living nice
    Bought a chain, didn't see the price
    Diamonds on me, that Vanilla Ice
    Who said that I'm civilised?
    I'm a villain, you can see it in my eyes
    Spin the wheel, tryna win the prize
    Hit the jackpot, split it with the guys
    Man, I been the guy

    [Young Adz:]
    I'ma whip that crack like banana pudding again (Hee, hee)
    When I step in the bando, fiends and the workers act like Vladimir Putin just came (Just came)
    Niggas taking the wave
    Just let 'em have fun with it, tell 'em to run with it (Ha, yeah, yeah)
    I got some coke at my sister's
    I got a gun in my brother's crib (Grrah, hee)
    And if we see 'em on the mains, that's fire on the mains (Huh, fire on the mains)
    Got a little three-two concealed in my boxers, call that fire in the mains (Fire in the mains)
    I was on tour with the hittas on deck, had fire on the stage (Hee, hee)
    Bro's so tapped, if he see a opp little sister, he'll probably fire off the stage

    [Chip:]
    What do you reckon?
    How I survive? Impeccable tekkers
    No point rocking a vest when you stepping
    Neck and above how niggas be wetting
    Cheffing, kweffing, shooting, booting, London's mad
    End of discussion
    Fuck all the talk, my nigga, do sumtin'
    You're not the GOAT, my nigga, you mutton
    I was 18 in hella jewels
    Now I'm 28 in hella jewels
    I'll be 38 in hella jewels
    You been hating on me, who the hell are you?
    Chip in the dance, two-step bussin'
    If I got my Cuban on, I won't tuck it
    Look in my corner, he just see artists
    Ain't got a clue that the mandem will rush him (Mad mad)
    Hands on man, no hands on grams, but I still got my hands on grands
    Gyal in my bed straight after the booth
    Damn right, got hands on plans
    Scales in my rucksack cah' I gotta weigh my ting when it lands
    Two and a Q, no intent to supply
    I get high, it's a percy pack

    [Skepta:]
    I had to buss my hood like I was outside in the rain
    Anyone can dead
    Push me to the edge, I'm gripping the pole like I'm riding the train
    Niggas ain't shooting, niggas just gassing it, I put a rack on it
    All my niggas is savages
    Bought a skeng and then I park it by the garages
    See your girl on the ends
    Now she wanna be friends
    I look in her eyes
    And I see she want a friends with benefits, no, we ain't gotta pretend
    Ex man talk about beef, man catch him eating chicken and fries
    Yeah, you might see my niggas in the video
    But they're coming in disguise

    [Young Adz:]
    Hop out, a nigga surprised (Uh huh)
    Sold out Ally Pally twice (Uh huh)
    VVS and all the ice with boogers
    Mesmerise memories (Uh huh)
    Treating the Range like a sports car
    And I ain't never seen another nigga do it big
    Saw what I spent on my daughter
    Now she's screaming "Goals" and she wanna have my kids
    Let the fiend try that dark, she said Jesus, Nazareth
    Mummy hit me on WhatsApp
    Jakes are looking for me where my nanny lives
    Last night I was bagging up crack and dark on my silver plaque
    If a nigga try rob my gold, that's bronze tips in that silver wap
    And I just put coke on the stove, gotta turn it down
    Gotta turn on the tap
    I got a nigga on the way but the crack ain't dried yet
    He want a 4 and half, I just turn on the fan
    He want a 4 and half, I just turn on the fan
    Tell the opps that we got larger waps
    Cum in her pussy, a lava lamp

    [Chip:]
    Growing up now, I gotta move different
    I only cheat if it's two women
    Baby girl told me she want to be wifey
    I asked her, "What do you do different?"
    Good girl said she want a man like me
    She want a man like me cah' I've never been nicked
    I was 18 tryna buy me a crib
    You want to talk on my name
    But you've never been lit

    [Skepta:]
    Boy, don't sleep in the trap house
    Nah, that's risky
    Ain't no deals in the trap house
    If you want three, that's sixty
    Had Charlie, man, I had Whitney
    Had Bobby, man, I had Britney
    Criminal pickney now I got large amounts
    Boy, I need a different account
    I cannot sit in the house
    All my niggas tryna eat
    I need to figure it out
    Just tell me the floor, show me the door
    My niggas kicking 'em down
    Flicky in the whip, they wish I would slip
    But I cannot give 'em the clout

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