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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Central Cee
Vocals
Young Adz
Vocals
Dirtbike LB
Vocals
Lyrics
[Chorus]
The year has just started
And right now, I'm looking for cribs overseas
I'm giving my lady some driving lessons
In a hundred grand Jeep
When you see me in public, no phones
Man, I need some privacy, please
Good girl, she just sat on my face
Now she's saying her legs have gone weak
Bad, bad, see the jakes outside
Now I'm flushing the work down the toilet
Mad, mad, Richard Mille, a crib by the port
And it's imported
Sad, sad, if you knew the truth 'bout that ****
Then it would get awkward
And I know that **** get money now
I am the **** that taught him
[Verse 1]
Oh, I get the birds in, fuck a drought
Worker's misbehaving, chuck him out
I get the money, money from a house
Out in a lovely, lovely country town
I said if you care about her, fly her out
Go to the Louis store, I'm buying out
I'ma keep pouring till I'm running out
I just hit it from the back, she's scared, she running out
Ooh, young and lit
Money keep on coming in
Ooh, I keep a rock band on standby
Pull up and drum that shit
Ooh, deep in it, I'ma swim
Hand on heart, I love this chick
Ooh, all them **** 'round me family
Love them on some brother shit
[Verse 2]
She sucked my soul, she done it like Ash Kaash
I keep on gettin' them flashbacks
I was OT, so I had to bash
I almost thought about gettin' a cab back
Do it like Rico and video that
If we upload it, probably get some backlash
Back shots, she got the ripple effect
It's too temptin', I can't help but slap that
Fuck that, pull out, I don't wanna be a dad yet
Plan B, girl, you gotta swallow that tablet
The way that she handle it, this one talented
Pumpum soakin', feel like I'm paddlin'
Back come 'round, I'm a fan of it
Ride on a bike one time and saddle it, oh
Ayo, her doctor workin' wonders
Damn, that's big circumference, oh
Gyal wet, she don't need no lube
On the fortieth floor, you should see the views (Alright)
She don't wanna send me her pussy on Snapchat
Mad man, I don't wanna leak your nudes
How do I say without seemin' rude, huh?
I just wanna see if it's cute
Shake that back like a video vixen
This one here don't wanna be in my tune
She wanna go Nobu just for the Snap
If I pay for the tab, you best eat your food
Word on the road is Cench get a hunnid a show
This ho wan' see if it's true
Posh ting, she don't wanna be with the squares no more
She says she wanna be with the goons
Thought she could hack it, not active
Too smoky, now she wanna leave the room
[Chorus]
The year has just started
And right now, I'm looking for cribs overseas
I'm giving my lady some driving lessons
In a hundred grand Jeep
When you see me in public, no phones
Man, I need some privacy, please
Good girl, she just sat on my face
Now she's saying her legs have gone weak
Bad, bad, see the jakes outside
Now I'm flushing the work down the toilet
Mad, mad, Richard Mille, a crib by the port
And it's imported
Sad, sad, if you knew the truth 'bout that ****
Then it would get awkward
And I know that **** get money now
I am the **** that taught him
[Verse 3]
I love the trap
Quarter milli' on cars ain't never enough
Couple milli' I put it aside
Cop me a villa in Mars
She need ten racks for her arse
Said, bro, I put that on my dargs, yeah
My killas still swervin' the 'rona
But that ain't the reason for masks
I fill up the drum and it's kickin' away
Spin it back like I'm target
I sat it my kitchen, I'm whippin' away
And I'm choppin' off white with no garlic
It's a carousel when I'm spinnin' the trey
Hate when my flight is delayed
I tell my lil' **** go flex in my Rollie
No money to waste
[Chorus]
The year has just started
And right now, I'm looking for cribs overseas
I'm giving my lady some driving lessons
In a hundred grand Jeep
When you see me in public, no phones
Man, I need some privacy, please
Good girl, she just sat on my face
Now she's saying her legs have gone weak
Bad, bad, see the jakes outside
Now I'm flushing the work down the toilet
Mad, mad, Richard Mille, a crib by the port
And it's imported
Sad, sad, if you knew the truth 'bout that ****
Then it would get awkward
And I know that **** get money now
I am the **** that taught him
Written by: Central Cee, Dirtbike LB, Young Adz