Anglo Saxon (feat. Blanco)

Mad ting, mad ting

I'm in the field like Anglo Saxons

Joke man, don't ask for my rankin'

Still cool with the killys no rampin'

Cool kid, gyal say I look handsome

Handsome, handsome

Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums

Make a boy lay down, not planking

My darling's gorgeous

Becky with the good hair, flawless

My mum a real mad man, torture

Put thunder in your face, scorcher

I ain't ever been robbed, that's awkward

Take one left one extortion

We don't do warnings or caution

Get smoke liked Cali imported

Wait, someone's lying, innit

Me, I'm the truth, they mimic

That's forbidden, muh, woosh, get him

Bet me, I bet they leg it

Ski demon, for any reason he stretch it

Ball so hard they jealous

We see them, start swinging out arms like tennis

If I make bands then the killy dem fed

Yardman ting, Popcaan, them dead

Hovis, Hovis, Ski love bread

Henny, I'm rollin', team know meds

Hoppin' out cars and jump off peds

If she love us and them, she a jez

The only thing I hate more than dem man there

Is a barbie that's rude and dead (Dead one)

Mad ting, mad ting

I'm in the field like Anglo Saxons

Joke man, don't ask for my rankin'

Still cool with the killys no rampin'

Cool kid, gyal say I look handsome

Handsome, handsome

Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums

Make a boy lay down, not planking

Mad ting, mad ting

I'm in the field like Anglo Saxons

Joke man, don't ask for my rankin'

Still cool with the killys no rampin'

Cool kid, gyal say I look handsome

Handsome, handsome

Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums

Make a boy lay down, not planking

Make a boy lay down on my celly

He leave you in the deck like Mike Pantelli

T.J. on the block, Spinelli

Drain out the pot, he ain't making spaghetti

Little man on the wing, Martinelli

He was in field tryna pop his cherry

Rock that steady, sound of the box, on your marks, get ready

South East steps South West

And now we like step South East

With Phineas, not Baljeet

Bop with a mop, discreet

Free TG, free T

Stuck in the box till the job complete

Four man are on that fleet

Turning the key, tryna lock that street

Mad ting, mad ting

I'm in the field like Anglo Saxons

Joke man, don't ask for my rankin'

Still cool with the killys no rampin'

Cool kid, gyal say I look handsome

Handsome, handsome

Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums

Make a boy lay down, not planking

Mad ting, mad ting

I'm in the field like Anglo Saxons

Joke man, don't ask for my rankin'

Still cool with the killys no rampin'

Cool kid, gyal say I look handsome

Handsome, handsome

Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums

Make a boy lay down, not planking

More money than all my... (Wait, wait, wait, wait)

Facts

From young I always been a baller

I just ball in a different job

Who you caught with a fishing rod?

It's all lies, you're Nemo, lost

Bro OT like Postman Pat

Caught himself a delivery job (OT)

I don't love these hoes but they love me

So they say

I ain't tryna jeet i just want hat while switching lanes

Jail four times, I hate it

Mama, I know I gotta change

Bro shoulda opened a barber shop

For how much yutes he shaved

Do a man bait morning or late

Of course we dance, ski go cray

Woosh, muh, dem boy there lame

Uh, leng, she think she bae

Back then bassy my hip and walk

Me and Milly, we flexed of course

Love my killy dem boy some frauds

Do it like that's samurai swords (Ying)

Mad ting, mad ting

I'm in the field like Anglo Saxons

Joke man, don't ask for my rankin'

Still cool with the killys no rampin'

Cool kid, gyal say I look handsome

Handsome, handsome

Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums

Make a boy lay down, not planking

Mad ting, mad ting

I'm in the field like Anglo Saxons

Joke man, don't ask for my rankin'

Still cool with the killys no rampin'

Cool kid, gyal say I look handsome

Handsome, handsome

Man are lying on us 'bout tantrums

Make a boy lay down, not planking