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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
AJ Tracey
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ché Wolton Grant
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Walk into Stu's, then I turn the Mac on
Handed the ting to my runner like a baton
Always got my hood up or I've got a hat on
Spurs versus anyone, man'll put a bag on
Capri-Sun, boy, yeah, I got the juice
You can't walk with man 'cause you'll lose
Now I got sponsors nicin' my shoes
Magnum on neck to make your man snooze
[Verse 2]
Meeting at nine but I'm gonna sleep late
I been spinnin' clubs, something like a DJ
Now I'm gettin' dough so I'm tryna eat great
Leader of the gang, call a brother "TJ"
Run a man down, call a brother "Piqué"
Still up in the grove, call a man "CJ"
I was with Wiley stirrin' up a heatwave
If a chick's got a mad back get a replay, yeah
[Verse 3]
Bro, I'm on a mad one
If I'm headin' up to Brum I holler "Saf One"
I got a brother who don't even have a Apple ID
That'll hold his finger down until the MAC's done
Yeah, they wanna talk loads, it's a minor
'Cause they're stuck up in a hole like a miner
I cut 'em off with a axe like a miner
Bangs have them lookin' like a hit from Desiigner, mad
My men are on gangster behavior
Couple teefs wanna run with my flavor
If we're doin' well in West, then salute me
I put **** back up on the map, I'm the savior
Bros with the razor, lookin' like COD, strapped with a laser
If you had faith, ask for a favor
Did it on my own, I ain't signed to a major
[Verse 4]
Walk into Stu's, then I turn the Mac on
Handed the ting to my runner like a baton
Always got my hood up or I've got a hat on
Spurs versus anyone, man'll put a bag on
Capri-Sun, boy, yeah, I got the juice
You can't walk with man 'cause you'll lose
Now I got sponsors nicin' my shoes
Magnum on neck to make your man snooze
[Verse 5]
A beat just came, JC put the Mac on
Ain't got a trim, I got a hoodie or a hat on
Man might pick an MC and just snap one
Tell a boy, "Back up," might get spat on
AJ winged out, I took the baton
Spin man like, "Man, just put the track on"
Yeah, **** chattin' 'bout sales, oh, please
Only plaque you got's in your teeth
KMT, LOL, suck your girl, go to hell
Red or blue? Pop a pill
You're industry, I'm off the rails
Word for word, truly don
Got the juice, Rubicon
On the set you be lost
Not a shellers, who you connin'?
Yeah, mad when you put me on the verse
Put me on the beat, get it a cappella, could be worse
'Cause man get handy with the flow
Skip on the beat then hang you with the rope (Man down)
I pull up on antics, always got a pack and a bottle when I land and
Chipmunk stands out so they can't stand him
Me no give a fuck though, still gettin' bands in
[Verse 6]
Walk into Stu's, then I turn the Mac on
Handed the ting to my runner like a baton
Always got my hood up or I've got a hat on
Spurs versus anyone, man'll put a bag on
Capri-Sun, boy, yeah, I got the juice
You can't walk with man 'cause you'll lose
Now I got sponsors nicin' my shoes
Magnum on neck to make your man snooze
[Verse 7]
I do it for the Ps and I do it for the flows
Walk in the club, bare yats for the deal
Bare peach backs in the place doin' wobble
Got it lookin' like I'm coolin' off of Jellyfish Fields
Tell a yat leave your face, can't pay for your meal
Fuck postcode beef, I just want bill
Girls wanna stay round? Girls wanna film?
Girls wanna brag and show friends couple stills
AJ, I'll spin a big man for a laugh
'Cause I've had more wheels than you've had hot baths
Mask on my face like I don't want SARS
And I make more bread, I employ more staff
Man's got a manager, man's got a stylist
Man's got bare sauce but you can't buy this
Man's got a lawyer, man's got a agent
I make a next stack every time I close my eyelids
Trapaholics voice drop, "Man, where did you find this?"
Scrappin' on a big back, man'll just wine it
If she ain't a 10, no, I won't dine it
Award on my shelf, now I've gotta shine it
You thought that was your flow but I designed it
They was cattin' for the EP but I timed it
Stealin' more better, curls on the top
Skin fades on the sides and I just line it
[Verse 8]
Walk into Stu's, then I turn the Mac on
Handed the ting to my runner like a baton
Always got my hood up or I've got a hat on
Spurs versus anyone, man'll put a bag on
Capri-Sun, boy, yeah, I got the juice
You can't walk with man 'cause you'll lose
Now I got sponsors nicin' my shoes
Magnum on neck to make your man snooze
(Snooze, Mac on, ting, baton, hood up, hat on)
(Anyone, bag on, juice, lose, shoes, next)
(Snooze)
Written by: Ché Wolton Grant