Lyrics

Woo, woo woo Ay la Want me ni- Ay (Skrr skrr) Want me nicked, nicked Want me nicked, nicked nicked Yo They want me nicked they phone the plod I hate these snitches swear to God Me straps still buried with the bugs Had to hide it cos it's hot In this world it's dog eat dog Watch me make it out the fog 2 guns up I'll go out smoking, fuck the rats and all these jokers In the trap house chilling with Mary could have been a wasted journey Gotta get rid of this Bobby you know I had the white gone early In the drug house chilling with fiends the ones with broken dreams Fuck the consequences tell the judge free the team I could never be no witness, I could never be no victim, no My freedom might risk it gotta keep the money consistent All these snakes and rats you gotta keep them at a distance In the blink of an eye watch me risk it all, like I never took a risk before Skid up score Running up in your bando like I've been here before Could've just knocked, but I came here to rob, that's why I kick off the door Too much sauce, strap black like my trainers, everyone get on the floor Blink of an eye, watch you lose it all, like I never took a risk at all Big or small, me I take the chance if it's gonna make me more bankrolls (bankrolls) If it's gonna make me more bankrolls (bankrolls) I just bought a new wap and watch me boss it (boss it) OT with my trappers watch us boss it For the riches, pull up, hop out, bang, pull up in public On me way to the money, jug, juggin till the morning Redrum in reverse, with my Scousers 'bout to purge Baby I'm so FTR here's a weapon for your purse If a fuckboy tries to move to you, shoot him where it hurts I'll grab you out that jam and slap that T5 in reverse They want me whacked, they want me gone But I can't go like that so it's on Big fat shells go in the John Fry the rats like a bacon on In this world it's dog eat dog Kick a door and rob a crop Binbags full I'll go out running, tell the money that I'm coming On the M-way to Cardiff 'cos I'm linked up with waff Do the math, you know Scousers do the math Dirt bike OK doing wheelies while I'm sitting on the back Three Eight crazy, watch me wave it, cause a fuckin' heart attack I'm moving reckless in the club, Armani bag holding the snub They tell me "Tremzy you're a star", oh I came up out the mud That's the L-8 to be precise if they don't like me lad that's life I'm a plumber in the night, I met your girl I gave her...bone I just bought a new wap and watch me boss it (boss it) OT with my trappers watch us boss it For the riches, pull up, hop out, bang, pull up in public On me way to the money, jug, juggin to the morning Redrum in reverse, with my Scousers 'bout to purge Baby I'm so FTR here's a whopper for your purse If a fuckboy tries to move to you, shoot him where it hurts I'll grab you out that jam and slap that T5 in reverse