Shots

M1 on the beat

M1 on the beat

My ex and some friends weren't movin' correct

So I cut 'em off

A lotta you don't like me and I don't like you

So there's no love lost

It's use and get used out here

And me, I get used 'cause I'm useful

You get used less 'cause you're useless

It's a ugly game, it's beautiful

Boy, if you ain't go no dough

Then pick up your phone and do some shots

Girl, if you've got no ass

Then you better go gym and do some squats (Yeah)

Small batty gyal in my DM, that's an instant decline

Every ting lock off

Run up on me and my section, instant gunshot

Every ting lock off

(Yeah)

Juggin' and trappin'

(Juggin' and trappin')

Money's all long

(Money's all long)

It's lookin' all lanky

(It's lookin' all lanky)

I'm in the weed house (Weed house)

Every ting lookin' all Cali (Lookin' all Cali)

My mum couldn't stand me (Why?)

Just 'cause I look like my daddy

(Just 'cause I look like my daddy)

Mad (Mad)

We spend P's then we make that back

(Then we made that back)

Deals' on his way to a move and I hope that he makes it back

(That he makes it back)

We get drops on crops

Then we lick them and take 'em down (Down)

I'm in the weed house with more lights

Than Paddy McGuinness in Take me out (In Take me out)

You ain't on nothin' but you speak the most

(But you speak the most)

We were the little white boys with guns

You can't tell me I ain't been on smoke

(I ain't been on smoke)

I really made a million in that trap

You can't tell me I ain't been on road

(I ain't been on road)

Nowadays, it's lobster and steak

But I grew up on beans on toast

(Grew up on beans on toast)

Trap phone poppin' off

What's good, what you tellin' me?

(What's good, what you tellin' me?)

I'm in a trap full of boxes

I got this shit lookin' like a cemetery

(Lookin' like a cemetery)

Man send for me (Send for me)

Man keep bangin' on my name (On my name)

But I just cut a crop

And hang that shit from the roof like Saddam Hussein

I do this again and again and again (And again)

Again and again and again (And again)

Got this shit runnin' like clockwork (Clockwork)

Big Wap on deck, that's a Mossberg (That's a Mossberg)

Got a trap house in Tottenham

Filled up with Harry and Kane like Hotspur (Hotspur)

Had a fucked up life but I don't complain

'Cause it could have been a lot worse (Yeah)

I played with fire and I got burnt (Yeah)

I went jail 'cause I shoot and I shot birds (Yeah)

Man take kindness for weakness but it's nothin' personal

That's how the block works (Yeah)

I been trappin' all week in this rental (That's right)

No sleep, I been livin' on Red Bull (That's right)

It's a 6-2-3 if I get pulled

(Mad, mad, mad, mad)

My ex and some friends weren't movin' correct

So I cut dem off

A lotta you don't like me and I don't like you

So there's no love lost

It's use and get used out here

And me, I get used 'cause I'm useful

You get used less 'cause you're useless

It's a ugly game, it's beautiful

Boy, if you ain't go no dough

Then pick up your phone and do some shots

Girl, if you've got no ass

Then you better go gym and do some squats (Yeah)

Small batty gyal in my DM, that's an instant decline

Every ting lock off

Run up on me and my section, instant gunshot

Every ting cock off

Pull crop, after crop, after crop (After crop)

Sell box, after box, after box (After box)

But things don't always go well

So I've had loss, after loss, after loss (After loss)

I went from robber to shotter to boss (To boss)

Now my money's long like a runway (Runway)

My weed line always pops off (Pops off)

Licks more shots than a gun range (Gunrange)

Luke's a businessman, he wear shirts (Luke)

But violate him, you see gunplay (Gunplay)

Abdi's my bro from young days (Abdi)

For him, I'll put your name on the front page (The front page)

When I first see a wap, I got lovestruck (Shit)

My black mates love all that gun stuff (Stuff)

My white mates love havin' punch-ups

They sniff coke and beat their own mums up (Yeah)

I'm in the trap with a TT white girl (White girl)

Yeah, she moves all light skin and that (All light skin and that)

I'm just usin' her house to grow weed (Weed)

I ain't even pipin' her down (I ain't even pipin' her down)

And I know I got too much to lose (To lose)

But I still ride for my pals (Pals)

My big stack lookin' all hefty (Hefty)

But I still bust .9's like Jamel (Like Jamel)

And I still put lines on my scales (On my scales)

Still move bricks in flavours (Flavours)

Still labelled scum by my neighbours

But my young bucks still call me the saviour (The saviour)

Who you man have ever done favours? (Favours)

You can all thank me later (That's right)

Certain man punch up their girlfriend

But don't do shit when they buck their pagons

(Blaow, blaow)

(When they buck their pagons)

My ex and some friends weren't movin' correct

So I cut dem off

A lotta you don't like me and I don't like you

So there's no love lost

It's use and get used out here

And me, I get used 'cause I'm useful

You get used less 'cause you're useless

It's a ugly game, it's beautiful

Boy, if you ain't go no dough

Then pick up your phone and do some shots

Girl, if you've got no ass

Then you better go gym and do some squats (Yeah)

Small batty gyal in my DM, that's an instant decline

Every ting lock off

Run up on me and my section, instant gunshot

Every ting lock off