Lyrics

[Chorus]
Take a pic
Coz this is drip you won't see again
Skkrrrrr the whip with my feet in Zenga
All these horses, don't need Lauren
Cosa Nostra there's no contenders
How you posting when we the trend?
Got this gift like my shits December
I guess this is my season
[Verse 1]
Never average
I'm getting this money, got no time to play with these amateurs
I'm established
Rock 'n' roll lifestyle, we fuck up the hotel
And pay for the damages
(Savages)
Running up the bills in Bottega like I'm burning calories
Turning dreams to realities
How many man have we lost to the game?
It's a tragedy
[Verse 2]
Yeah! Movie time
It's like I'm dropping a trailer
I'm that ****, Darth Vader
If I just ask they'll do me a favour
Filthy with the material
Sitting my arse on leather interior
Ride on cowboys, **** we're Indians
Spider-man with the symbiote
Outside with my Toronto dons
Some yardies couple Somali's
Dope just jumped in a car
And next thing I know it's maximum carnage
OG's, yeah we're the fathers
I'm in New York just bumped into Fivi
Dover sole with the lemon
Butter add the sprinkle of garlic
[Chorus]
Take a pic
Coz this is drip you won't see again
Skkrrrrr the whip with my feet in Zenga
All these horses, don't need Lauren
Cosa Nostra there's no contenders
How you posting when we the trend?
Got this gift like my shits December
I guess this is my season then-
[Verse 3]
No one can predict the outcome
But man brought round a fifty round drum
Had nine lives and this your last one
On timing
Just picture my pump
I'm wildin'
My sexy outfit, no stylist
She sent me emails, can't find me
I think my phones been on silent
I'll check in my junk
O-V-E-R
Not O-N-O
'Cause the price went up
With the rank like Shabba
Silk shirt swag coming straight from Casa Blanca
But the man move like Blanco
Been out 'ere burning the candles
Both ends
Covering all of these angles
Keep the hand firm on the handle
Tryna put gold statues on the mantle
[Verse 4]
Ash is chilling on defence
H ain't leaving no loose ends
Old school **** from Peckham
Fuck that ****, no new friends
I ain't even making excuses
And I've got soldiers ready to shoot them
We can just roll up
We can just swoop in
Hit 'em like Ryu with the Hadouken
[Chorus]
Take a pic
Coz this is drip you won't see again
Skkrrrrr the whip with my feet in Zenga
All these horses, don't need Lauren
Cosa Nostra there's no contenders
How you posting when we the trend?
Got this gift like my shits December
I guess this is my season then
Written by: Ashley Walter, Giggs
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