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AJ Tracey
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AJ Tracey
Lyrics
Justin Nefta Jama
Composer
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Remedee
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[Intro]
Let's go, yeah
[Chorus]
If you get my number then don't hit me on no dumb shit
We on demon time, my little hitters make the pump click
I been anxious lately, let me hit two on my blunt quick
I leave Novikov and all these yatties wanna come with
[Chorus]
I run this London town
Got smoke, we double down
And we ain't running into trouble
We bring trouble 'round
I smash the radio
My ragers underground
I keep my shooters cool
And hold my mother down
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I just heard Drake spit this flow like yesterday, it's crazy
Taxman on my back, he see my figures getting hazy
When I go Selfridges the gyaldem treat me I'm Swayze
I walk in, tape my off shore, AP rosé going brazy
My drink is super strong
I'm blessed, I can't be wrong
And now my **** rap
I'm learning all their songs
We got the glizzy close
You think I'm lying too
When I'm outside approach
My broski flying too
AJ Tracey's such a dickhead, all he do is boast
He been getting drunk like everyday, he raise a toast
I just wanted selfies but I couldn't get in close
When his **** pull up, I swear them boys do the most
[Chorus]
If you get my number then don't hit me on no dumb shit
We on demon time, my little hitters make the pump click
I been anxious lately, let me hit two on my blunt quick
I leave Novikov and all these yatties wanna come with
[Chorus]
I run this London town
Got smoke, we double down
And we ain't running into trouble
We bring trouble 'round
I smash the radio
My ragers underground
I keep my shooters cool
And hold my mother down
[Verse 2]
The way I flex is different, I got so much confidence
I shot the 1942 and fuck the consequence
When I reach levels that I want they'll build me monuments
And don't ask me what licks I hit 'cause there's no documents
This Balenciaga all over my cotton knit
I don't panic when we hit the club, we got the stick
Five top tens ago my people asked me, "Where's the hit?"
Now every quarter I drop songs that could've won a BRIT
I smell like Oud, babe, you know this one's Saudi
I'm in 1OAK gangin', locals know I'm clouty
I'm recession proof, I'll run it up, so please don't doubt me
Rolex said they're getting new gem sets in, so they'll shout me
[Chorus]
If you get my number then don't hit me on no dumb shit
We on demon time, my little hitters make the pump click
I been anxious lately, let me hit two on my blunt quick
I leave Novikov and all these yatties wanna come with
[Chorus]
I run this London town
Got smoke, we double down
And we ain't running into trouble
We bring trouble 'round
I smash the radio
My ragers underground
I keep my shooters cool
And hold my mother down
Written by: AJ Tracey, Remedee