Grime Lyrics
[Intro]
Ah, nah-nah
Ah, nah-nah
[Verse 1]
Well, I'm an alleycat, some say, "A dirty rat"
On my side, is my gat, but I'm lyin' 'bout that
Still bumpin' Buckshot, trench coat, all in matte black
Hat with the curls bangin' right out the back
Facts, I dive in, open eyelids, f*ck a silence
Big pharma, rest in piss, and get the Heisman
Look in my iris, see the trips where I been
Anti pill bottle, pro psilocybin
Still buyin' bootleg Gucci from China
Donate most but still throw it on consignment
Red carpet, Jeff Goldblum's behind us
And they ain't got a clue that these ain't real diamonds
Don't turn me back to the old me
Backpack, rappin' and battlin' back in Oly
I was studyin' the Carter one right after '03
Marinara, brick oven on the terrace, with the goat cheese
You flatbread from Panera, don't approach me
Coasting
David Blaine on that beat, floatin'
OGs, don't make a mothaf*cker OD
That outfit, that's a "No" for me
If you gonna to do drugs, I can suggest some
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But I wouldn't spend that much of your money on Codeine
I ain't judgin', enjoy your life
But that shit is killin' people and it's overpriced
Hit the club, get the bag,man, I know that's right
But let me teach you youngbloods how to hold the mic, I'm older, right?
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