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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aitch
Aitch
Vocals
Bugzy Malone
Bugzy Malone
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swifta Beater
Swifta Beater
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yo
(Swifta Productions)
Yo, yo
[Verse 2]
And it's the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene
Pullin' up with some of the baddest you've ever seen
And they don't want it with us
They just wanna be part of the team
'Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys
High profile, we never been low-key
Built from the ground, we grew from an OZ
Kilos, kilos, we move keys
I said, kilos, kilos, we move keys
[Verse 3]
I thought I'd hit 'em with something a little different
I don't need your contacts, 'cause I got 20-20 vision
If I put the money down, it means you deffo goin' missin'
Come a long way from stood whippin' in the kitchen
Now I'm startin' somethin' different
Badders in the posse
And I was on the road hoping to turn into an Acki
When I went through the door felt like my city didn't back me
Now I see the younger **** comin' up and I'm just clappin'
Cuh you gotta pree the pattern
Took off the door, put it on the map
Come back, then I pass the baton
What they say now doesn't matter
'Cause I went clear back in oh 15
So I don't watch the chitter-chatter
Now I feel like an El Chapo, sitting in my cell, raggo
When it gets to 12 I know, I'm about to bail
Even though I'm sat in jail I still got the yay for sale
I don't know about the news 'cause I don't watch the Daily Mail
Check this one, I got the B Malone face
Puttin' the bust down, Escobar, just to set the pace
We use to pour the brandy on the road to wash away the pain
But I stopped crying for my cuzi 'cause he's in a better place
Tell 'em, I want it bank transfered when they payin'
'Cause I'm sick of all these stacks just sittin' in the safe
They'll have to bring the chopper out if I decide to take chase
'Cause I'm in super cars now, and nobody can relate
[Verse 4]
And it's the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene
Pullin' up with some of the baddest you've ever seen
And they don't want it with us
They just wanna be part of the team
'Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys
High profile, we never been low-key
Built from the ground, we grew from an OZ
Kilos, kilos, we move keys
I said, kilos, kilos, we move keys
[Verse 5]
You know I get it how I get it, nuffin' more to be said
Turn into a young boss, and doing more for the bread
More money, more fame, and it's just more on my head
And I'm hungry so you better put more on the check
Realest rapper in the game, someone tell me otherwise
Never spat a lie, don't compare me to no other guys
They ain't got a vision man, they blind as if they shut their eyes
Gotta play position in this life, and you up your price
I'm just tryna drop a couple gems
Had to grow a pair of balls and go drop a couple friends
I swear to God everybody loves you at the start
But we'll see how many people really love you in the end 'cause
They see ya eatin', get jealous and wanna turn the bat
Fuck 'em then, it's nothin', leave the bridge and get to burnin' that
Got 'em stressin', they hate me 'cause I'm earnin' cash
Little pussy hoes, make me laugh, they come like Bernie Mac
Step with some brudders from a city full of cranks
You know all the bad bitches are fuckin' with a Manc
Man all flappy with the hands, think they're badder with a shank
I just smoke another spliff then I bust another skank
Clip full of hits, watch when I make it bang
In my whip with a chick, got my dick up in her plans but
She called me, "Bae", not a chance not a way
That Aitch gonna stay, sorry what can I say?
[Verse 6]
And it's the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene
Pullin' up with some of the baddest you've ever seen
And they don't want it with us
They just wanna be part of the team
'Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys
High profile, we never been low-key
Built from the ground, we grew from an OZ
Kilos, kilos, we move keys
I said, kilos, kilos, we move keys
[Verse 7]
I'm like a drug lord, sittin' with the plug talkin' money
The way that I'm bringin' all of this clothing into the country
Wanna see the back of the lorry, filled to the top
With a little B Malone stamp sittin' on each box
I got the cuff links, waistcoat, dicky-bow tie
I'm in a three piece suit lookin' like a Frank White
I take a bus through the mountains to the factory
And I still represent the 6 1, that's the gang sign
[Verse 8]
And it's the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene
Pullin' up with some of the baddest you've ever seen
And they don't want it with us
They just wanna be part of the team
'Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys
High profile, we never been low-key
Built from the ground, we grew from an OZ
Kilos, kilos, we move keys
I said, kilos, kilos, we move keys
And it's the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene
Pullin' up with some of the baddest you've ever seen
And they don't want it with us
They just wanna be part of the team
'Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys
High profile, we never been low-key
Built from the ground, we grew from an OZ
Kilos, kilos, we move keys
I said, kilos, kilos, we move keys
Written by: Aaron Davies, Harrison Armstrong
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