Rugrats

It came a couple grams short, so I had to ring the plug back

Fuck that! I'm gonna run up where his drugs at

Rugrats, the way I went in and took that

Nuff cash, nuff nakk, my brother that's a good graft

Forty-five a box, do I look daft?

I'll get it looked at and show you where to shove that (Fuck off)

Do you dirty like the first time I cooked crack (How?)

Disappear and I won't ever come back (Haha)

I got caught on the roads, feds gave me a bit of time

I came home and just made me a bigger line

Packs coming from abroad, it's gonna take a bit of time

Gotta take risks if you wanna live a richer life

Nicked the other day, the feds pissed that the case dropped

Their face dropped

I can't lie man, I hate cops

Got my worker bugging out in these bait spots

But we still make prof' and take no days off

I'm just sat in the Lambo with the top down

Since lockdown it's getting kinda hot now

Not your average shotta, got a top Brown'

Never see me with a member that's not down (Never)

If you're in my circle and you're involved

Best know you're getting purple and pink notes

I flip coke off big boats, what! you didn't know?

Spliff rolled, wrist froze, what you think, bro? (Brrr)

It came a couple grams short, so I had to ring the plug back

Fuck that! I'm gonna run up where his drugs at

Rugrats, the way I went in and took that

Nuff cash, nuff nakk, my brother that's a good graft

Forty-five a box, do I look daft?

I'll get it looked at and show you where to shove that (Fuck off)

Do you dirty like the first time I cooked crack (How?)

Disappear and I won't ever come back (Haha)

Still shotting, I ain't fed up of the grind

Smoked hella dawg, man, it's messing up my mind

I hear all these rappers, they've been begging it for time

And I shanked a couple guys, fam, I severed all my ties

Still I'm out late, putting pebbles on my line

I don't chase hoes, man, I get 'em all the time

If they want snow, then I get 'em on the shine

Now I've got a quarter left like seven forty-five

Bang a couple pellets from this broom

Shot a couple Pakis, then I put it in a tune

Clear out the room when they hear it go boom

Manna shot him in the back, his mum felt it in the womb

Still got my 1ers on rotation

I was selling work on probation

They had me in the station with the bacon

I was tryna come home like Shamima Begum

It came a couple grams short, so I had to ring the plug back

Fuck that! I'm gonna run up where his drugs at

Rugrats, the way I went in and took that

Nuff cash, nuff nakk, my brother that's a good graft

Forty-five a box, do I look daft?

I'll get it looked at and show you where to shove that (Fuck off)

Do you dirty like the first time I cooked crack (How?)

Disappear and I won't ever come back (Haha)