Next Up - S3-E39, Pt.2

Don't gamble your life, roll dice, no ludo

Soon be a boss, no Hugo

Said you know me, but I don't know you, though

Smackdown, grub in the trap for the cash

I'm hitting these cats, but it ain't no judo

Bud send man up to Pluto

All of the mandem united

Call man Rashford and YD's Bruno

Cah the way that he clocks an assisted

I'm moving the grub on the pavement

Jakes dem watching, still trying to risk it

In the kitchen with the Pyrex, whipping

Trap making the gangdem a killing

Vibe in the motive, Henny I'm sipping

Live, you know the spin ting's spinning

Hundred percent that he brought it with him

I just bill up a spliff then rass it

Stuck in the trap with cash, crack

Emma, Mike and Martin

Backstrap zen's on my ear, let me spark it

Bro got a dings for a bills and he's scraping racks

Got me thinking, "Rahtid!"

Just started, take off with the martians

Just started, take off with the martians

I come a long way from the t house

The man there come like Vybz Kartel

They once was bad, but now they look bleach out

Me and JS was stuck in the trap

Serving to cats, should've heard how they meowed

I got nicked, they let me out

Fucking hell! Got out of them cells

And copped me a scale to bag up my re-up

Back the dot-dot out of my rucksack

I don't wanna fight like Ryan Garcia

Couple bad Bs say that they want me

They're just groupies like Destiny's Child

Told this bad one, "Come, get to glurping"

She love slurping, so I buss in her mouth

I love me a slim, fit lighty

She hold the wap when we go uptown

I can't do three fives for twenty, it's three for thirty to better my stack

**** talking brass on the net

But live in the flesh don't back their chat

Don't wanna have to phone up yardie

Then they're gonna know about rising waps

I get my Bs for a fours

What d'you know about hitting the trap?

We ain't hitting the folks, I'm flipping these packs

Can't fuck with no rats

My circle stay small, but I'm big on the map, no cap

Out on the gilly, I'm revving the gas

She said she wanna fuck with me

And next minute she's throwing it back

Moonwalk on the opp block

Back the dot-dot

Had the fans dem going all mad

Like, this is the life I live

Trust me, ****, I ain't doing no cap

Bad B love to throw that back

She shake her arse and she make that clap

Bad B love to throw that back

She shake her arse and she make that clap

Ay, she shake her arse and she make that clap