Won't Ever Know (feat. 9goddy)

I'm a rich arse ****, I ain't taking no trap from a soul

Her buddy got a body on his belt

But the body don't count 'cuh the homeboy told

You can go ask all of the mandem

Who made sure that the gang got smoked

Nearly touched a million from them licks, shout out my dawgy Chrome

Got a thick white bitch up north, she was skinny

Went gym, now the arse on swole

I fuck with my London ting for years 'cuh she don't never post

And the way she ride me, she remind me I'm the fucking G.O.A.T

And she been had a man for like five years but he won't ever know

Made the whole scene start sipping lean

If I took white girl then they will do coke

I can out-rap and out-wave every rapper in the UK

Put that in your post

The only one with the VVS in the chains

You can go ask Abz for the quote

We ain't got the same stones, little ****

Don't make me be petty and go do a post

Coulda done drill but wanted to talk about eating a leng ting's arse

My young boy raps so real, he can't even be a rapper with a mask

**** thought that the back door's open

Don't be a fool, we don't have to cut grass

Sticks and stones may break my bones

These 7.62s gonna shatter your heart

You know what's going on

The boy Goddy back!

I better splash

Youngest in charge, you know

Yeah

DBE to the nine! Let's go!

Hype it up! Splash!

Yeah, ya boy back, everything lit

Still live, never lack on a drip, ay!

Still the man of my block, plus I was the man on the wing

Jakes said I can't go to the nine

But I'm still outside and I'm like fully charged

Me, them guys in the zim, I came home

And I took my first bath from the Shard

Fifteen, I was live on the glide

On my life, three waps in the car

Opp block cooking them back to the nine for a petrol bath

I got my name as a teen, bad at thirteen, what do you mean?

I put waps and Rollies, send a man OT and he's older than me

I can't settle for minimum wage

Fresh home, I'm tryna jeet man, this a beat

Said I'm taking a piss, can't pull up in a Lamb'

But I'll pour in an Addison Lee

Now I'm back in the stu' with Prince

G locked up

DBE to the nine, you know that's wrist bad mix

That's Elon Musk

Good marketing

Been hearing your lies, I fuck with the strategy, darg

And I still been adamant

These **** lying, they run out of battery, darg

And I finna mix YSL

With Chrome LV, we gonna manage

Had to send them in location

Pin it, we just shoot the star

No roof, don't panic

Panoramic on the roof, don't slide, just slam it

Candy zoots and the Xanax, I pour up the coupes outside the palace

Good yutes

We cook this shit hard my ****, we started with loose

It's ours, my ****

Its ours, I swear we got nothing to lose

Sixteen cars, stars in the roof

What the fuck, it's a Patek

Eight baths in the cribs

Got sweets my ****, you can live in the attic

Four cars and the credit's elite

Apple Pay, we just tap it

That bitch is from Essex, I play with her arse

I fingered that shit and just slap it

She don't fuck with the Gucci

She tells me Fashion Nova's all paid up

I was in the OT pushing food

Ride around like Arcada

Riding 'round, got nothing to prove

The fire flame like I'm fuego

G Lock, had to kim all the two

I got them **** on payroll

I'm a rich arse ****, I ain't taking no trap from a soul

Her buddy got a body on his belt

But the body don't count 'cuh the homeboy told

You can go ask all of the mandem

Who made sure that the gang got smoked

Nearly touched a million from them licks, shout out my dawgy Chrome

Got a thick white bitch up north, she was skinny

Went gym, now the arse on swole

I fuck with my London ting for years 'cuh she don't never post

And the way she ride me, she remind me I'm the fucking G.O.A.T

And she been had a man for like five years but he won't ever know