Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Pak-Man & Shaker] Kilos and smoke, Pakachino the G.O.A.T Me and my bro, I just reload and ghost City like New Jack, I'm Nino with dope Pull up with the new pack, it's cleaner than soap Made a mixtape in a fortnight, pulled up in a Porsche right Diamonds in my ring shining brighter than a torchlight All this raw white, need a spot for these pies to rest Giffgaff then Lyca then Giffgaff then Lyca next Tryna flex, smoke weed on a private jet Anytime the plug says "you want more?", reply with "yes" Pigs never caught up, I was in Sports Plus I went from a ringer to a tour bus In the kitchen I had birds ready, dripping in Burberry Trapping just to еarn readies, we be on the curb heavy Me and Baker back-to-back, sophisticated gangster rap I might cop a X6 Vantablack [Verse 2 - Pak-Man] If I pull up in a spaceship, gotta digital dash If I pull up in a hoopty, got a stick and a stash Got the gift of the gab, got a brick in the cab Can't get sick of these bands, get rich with the gang Gold Roleys, gold bottles Attracting all these broke models And these dick riders with no morals All these clout chasers, it's outrageous We're hustling South Asians Your team looking washed and outdated Me and Shaker, that's the tag-team Stepped out mad clean, hood full of crack fiends Getting money in my DNA, just bucked Flee and H I need a hundred pounds just to eat a steak I'm a flashy Paki, you know how I am Turn a thousand grams to a house and land Hella spaceships, tennis bracelets at the tennis game Yachtmasters at the yacht party, kettle plain [Verse 3 - Shaker] You ain't on smoke, you're on low emissions Me and Pak-Man, that's the coalition Just put a brick in the bowl I'm whipping And that bird came back like a homing pigeon Still holding the torch, still burning fire I put racks into lights and fertiliser You little tramps couldn't earn a fiver Keep slowing man down like a learner driver Make tactical moves, I'm a tactician Microwaves and a bed, call it trap living Got me back in the kitchen, I'm crack whipping Put the pack in the water, that's a baptism You ain't getting rid of me till I'm dead and buried I was trapping hard in my two-litre Chevy Got my younger in the trap doing three for twenty He just wants to shot crack and play FIFA 20