Cool With Me (feat. M1llionz)

Trust (Fanatix)

'Velli

Wow

Blood on my brand-new Fendis, burn them (Burn it)

My brother's like, "Dutch, man 'llow that

We could wipe it off, get some detergent"

Guess he had been nicked

For the discharging of a firearm

Or no, attempted murders (Facts)

Love God, He made me this person (Facts)

Get caught on a glide, it's curtains (Facts)

Get caught on a glide, it's peak (Yeah)

I was S Road, bopping on opp block

Find me a opp, play hide-and-seek (Where they at?)

Out here, man, it's finders keepers

Run up on a plug, what I find I keep (Uh uh)

In guns and money we trust

When shh gets dropped, my mind's at ease (I'm free)

Came up this side and chose that side

My ****, that's fine by me

My ****, that's cool with me (Ah)

Boy, you ain't moved mum out the hood, that's stupid

Don't let me act stupidly

Trust (Trust)

You're lucky that your brother went school with me (Ah)

If I lock that door and slap this four

You'll be singing like Junior Reid

Trust

You'll be singing like Jodeci

Black suits and black coupes

Fuckboy had a past to preach (Fuckboy had a past to preach)

Somebody looking over me (Looking over me)

Gotta look over my shoulder

Heard a revolver squeeze (Bow)

I can see the blue lights in the distance

I think feds heard the revolver squeeze (Aw shit)

Don't commercialise beef

Go around there and won't even notice me

In the dancehall functions still gotta do risk assessments and CRBs

I see the young G tryna grip the dots with one hand

Likkle man can't control this heat

Done a bait exchange in residential zones

Now the neighbours baffed, these ain't council flats

These are mortgage homes

I'm in this Oxford jail, I can't send in drones

I put a yout on a V in some dressed-up clothes

I can't stiff him at security, take this phone (No)

I gotta pattern these, bank transfers till me and my section's home

My closest friend is a demon

I don't say things 'cause it sound convenient

G, just put that thing in a bag (Ah)

It won't bang cah the gun need cleanin'

Feel like I've been here like a thousand times

That's a schoolboy error, I'm a genius

WD40 get rid of that rust

Now I'm in the back, gun Leaning

Trust (Trust)

Now I'm in the back, just leaning

It was all robbery, money and fiends

Now I'm getting money off streaming (Trust)

Break down the pack in Kensi'

Even though the fans tell me they love me in Sweden (Facts)

And them man know we're beefin' (Ah)

But I can't tell Mummy the reason

Surely, surely

Can't violate me in the streets

Somebody gon' die by the end of the evening (Brrrrt)

I'm tryna hurt somebody's feelings (Facts)

Plug tryna put up that price

Burn that bridge, I don't need him

Trust

If rap don't work, get back to the dealing (Yeah?)

If rap don't work, it's calm

It's back to what man know best

Seen cats marching through the town holding magazines

Like they're having a protest

My probation pissed with me cah I got bagged again

I ain't making progress

Driving in the next man's name

Hold on, don't take me to the station, need to pass this road test

This lean ain't no anti-depressant

Feel litter than a kid on Christmas Eve

Ain't got no OGs

Don't need a G pass to permit this beef

I heard them man say they wanna war me

But them youts got insufficient Ps

There's no blood on this, take risks

T Boy's still got a burner rinsed in bleach

Blood on my brand-new Fendis, burn them

My brother's like, "Dutch, man 'llow that

We could wipe it off, get some detergent"

Guess he had been nicked

For the discharging the firearm

Or no, attempted murders (Facts)

Love God, He made me this person (Facts)

Get caught on a glide