Dave & Cench Type Beat

Lyrics
[Intro] Ayy, don't skip this This gives me like, like that Cench and Dave, that "Sprinter" vibe Yeah It's cold [Verse] I don't smoke no weed, l invest in packs like FUT Pretty girls really wanna FUC, so I left that K in the SUV Before you look down on me, my brudda, you need to get UP Wavy, they gotta come see this boat in real life if they want to get to sea I ain't a catfish like your man, I ain't tryna post net worth on Insta Your ex-man sent you a bolt, that's childish I sent you a whole sprinter (Haha) I need me a hundred Ms Until then, I'm gone for the winter Baby, I ain't even a drinker I bought you these bottles to show you who's richer Let me paint you the picture With these hoes, I'm disrespectful (I am) Ask Krept if I'm lyin', if I pick her up, then she's payin' for petrol You think she's obsessed with you You should see what she's doin' in Central I don't fear no man I only got a fear of God, so praying's essential Vanessa, Amber and Rachel, that batch is VAR I just want to play the game, but they want to do lines like Stockley Park Becky, that's a cockney tart They say I'm too stop and start But they don't want me to top the charts (They don't) Gyal say they can't touch my place I've had a good run out, I'm touchin' base No pride, I come with security But my cousin's still comin' with the somethin' just in case This strong arm, it will have you up in space Or should I say this arm strong Kneel for my people, I know what's right So I do what's right and I know what's wrong (Facts) I love it when they call me a one-hit wonder Like the two number ones in the game right now didn't remix me when they were younger I like I ain't got plaques for songs that didn't even chart, like take my number My boy Adam come through with that two-two bait, he ain't got on no jumper (He don't) Shout out Dave and shout out Cench Come through with a hundred K on my chest I ain't talkin' what bro does on the bench (I ain't) If we're goin' to war, I don't want no attempts I got bread to flex my muscle If we see them man, it can get tense, yeah Jump in, girl, you might get car-sick Started with a lease, but paid the ballon, so I can fully own this fast whip (Haha, yeah, that crazy) After all this grind and all these gigs Of course I'm still talkin' the hardest I'm the illest, I'm the realist I'm the richest, I got bitches I'm joking
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Credits
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- Yungen