Maybach Wallet

Give a fuck who's best in the scene

I'm in my own lane cutting cheques with the team

Man thought he could try testing the Gs

Now the carpets red like step and repeat

Bake a cake and get to the cream

Got bags full of sand, no sex on the beach

She got cake imma get me a piece

I ain't pulling her face when I'm stretching her cheeks

Ain't gotta spend 8 racks on it

Nando's black card in the Maybach wallet

Riri I'ma ASAP rock it

Won't invest if it don't make back profit

I can't put no babies in someone who don't even make no wages

I know times hard society's failing

But girl just get off your ass and do something

Pulled up to the new function

At the front door man had the queue jumping

Got gyal in my ear while the tunes bumping

Let's cut to the chase though, who's fucking?

All facts I don't do stunting

Pick any MC who you are trusting

Roll thru man's Canada goose hunting

Yeah

Picked her up got shorty confused

She can't open the car cos the door goes upwards

I don't do it all for the views man know who we are but I'm bored so fuck ya's

Young OG in this ting, look, I know the games bout more than numbers

But I still sold most in my city, don't know you more than slumbered

Slept on man cos their battery's dead

Don't trap but they're catching Zeds

Rudeboy better make sure your gangs in check

Cos I'll spin mans set like I'm scratching decks

All them lies in the booth start acting

You got the BAFTAs next

Pussyhole stop hiding the truth and capping

There ain't no rappers left

They don't want man back on mic

No seconds thoughts I just tap it twice

So don't get fooled by flashing lights

They can't rap like Aitch let's have it right

Mana get headbuts and hooks it's fucked if I come with tugs in trucks

Good luck tryna cut when your run from us

If it's up it's stuck should've hushed it shush

True say if I push this clutch then drop that gear

You'll be munching dust

See a man go Dam like he fucks with Dutch

In simpler words imma punch him up

Test me, are you fucking nuts?

Are you smoking things or bumping stuff

Tryna side eye man like somethings up

Till I slap man down cos he pushed his luck

A-I-T-C-H big Shelly

Shut down raves and I shut down telly

Shutdown Beefa, I shutdown deli

I shutdown Keisha, I shutdown-

A-I-T-C-H big Shelly

Shut down raves and I shut down telly

Shutdown Beefa, I shutdown deli

I shutdown Keisha, I shutdown Becky

Let me the set the pace

Sold out tours

Extra dates

2 encores

In every place

So you know she a G if she next to Aitch

It's all good till it escalates

Then police come round to investigate

Tryna ask us how many drinks we've had just look at us pussy and estimate

Told man it gets cold up North but man still carry the pole shorts

Ain't just Nando's that are holding corn

End up motionless for that motion talk

But I'm not in no one's war

I just do my ting get my dough then walk

Grab a gyal and go New York

Now I'm lay in her bed not cold in chalk