Music Video

Lil Yatchy brings out Skepta at first London Kojo Funds, Chip & Ice kid | WHAT YOU MISSED [EP:40]
Watch Lil Yatchy brings out  Skepta at first London Kojo Funds, Chip & Ice kid | WHAT YOU MISSED  [EP:40] on YouTube

Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joseph Adenuga
Joseph Adenuga
Rap
Lil B
Lil B
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Adenuga
Joseph Adenuga
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joseph Adenuga
Joseph Adenuga
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey, mane, you already know it is, man
It's your boy, Lil B
Skepta in the building, man
Man, I told you, man, we gettin' so much money
And so many beautiful girls, oh, my God
Hey, I'ma tell you something, man
Hey, we do a lot
[Verse 2]
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
[Verse 3]
Look at my teacher's face now
Look at my teacher's face now
Had to put the cash inside the bag
And I'm gonna shut this place down
No intro and you heard the name
London city in burnin' flame
Slept in the trap for 30 days
Now I got fire on the stage
Hell, no, I am not a slave
Went back home 'cause I had to pray
I shed tears on my grandad's grave
Released the lion out the cage
Told mum that we're gonna be okay
Never leave home without my shades
'Cause this life is a game of poker
Show these fake **** how to play
Played with the fire and you got burnt
And you got yourself to blame
I'm from Tottenham where they play lottery screamin' out Jesus' name
Everyday I got stopped and searched, I couldn't make it to church
Found the solution, no excuses, man, I had to make it work
Said I would never be shit when I was on the two decks
Word around town, I broke the neck
Soon as I released my new cred
Who's killin' them in the U.S.
Everybody gonna say U.S.
Reluctantly 'cause most them fake don't fuck with me
[Verse 4]
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
[Verse 5]
New Rolls Royce, I had no choice
Had to drop the top in the summer when it's snowing
Eat that Blac Chyna ass like 'oing-'oing
She called me R. Kelly, I was like the d'oing-d'oing
The way she move them hips
The way she work my wrist
In the trap house and I'm servin' up bricks
Call me Mack Maine, I stay with a bad bitch
Call me, shawty low in this bitch
I do what I want
I just stunt
I just flex
Just run up
Two hunnid bands
Do that dance
The money dance
Feel me?
[Verse 6]
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Written by: ADENUGA JOSEPH OLAITAN, Joseph Adenuga, Mccartney, Brandon
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out