(O-kay)
(O-kay)
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Ayy, ayy, EsDee (O—)

La-la-lad, I'm ridin' with your bitch
Got a tens in me pocket and bottle full of Tris (Tris)
Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist (Wrist)
Never fucking with a lame
Won't be riding in the mist, nah (Mist)
Lad, I'm ridin' with your bitch
Got a tens in me pocket and bottle full of Tris (Tris)
Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist (Wrist)
Never fucking with a lame
Won't be riding in the mist, nah (Mist)

Night time and I'm creeping through the mansion (Mansion)
Black gems on me neck stay dancin'
Birds hit me line, spawn kill, stop campin'
Backstage pass, 'cause I'm young and I'm handsome
Got long black hair like an emo (Emo)
Drugs all white, albino
Rolling the Raws and I fill it with the green, bro
Ice on my neck, stay cold, sub-zero (O-kay)
Mеmbers only, you won't make it on the guеst list
Shout loud, make the crowd think I'm reckless
Chrome on me wrist, cheque pendin' for the necklace
Young Scouse kid, make it sound like I'm from Texas (Okay)

Rocking like a star, coke for breakfast
Cartier necklace, Kush, I'm obsessed with it
Outside and we're posted with the members
Pack landed, tellin' R kid, "Don't mess with it"
We got tons of different flavours, we love gettin' in
Came in the rave, popped pills and I'm settlin'
Only eighteen, labels screaming, "Gotta get him in"
Beef? Know I keep the metal in my hand like wedding ring
Ten girls on my body, I'm feelin' rich today
Ten girls on my body, my girl gon' crash out
Put white in my city, it turned to Kraków
My girl still get scared when I turn Snap maps off
In the trap house (Okay)
He's lit, but I ain't clockin' him
All amped up, stand up, Chris Rockin' it
Peckish till I'm dead, Rick Ross with it
Lunch time, pop Sprite, gotta mix Wock' with it (Okay)

La-la-lad, I'm ridin' with your bitch
Got a tens in me pocket and bottle full of Tris (Tris)
Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist (Wrist)
Never fucking with a lame
Won't be riding in the mist, nah (Okay, mist)
Lad, I'm ridin' with your bitch
Got a tens in me pocket and bottle full of Tris (Tris)
Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist (Wrist)
Never fucking with a lame
Won't be riding in the mist, nah (Mist)