Lyrics
CP, black hoodie with the goggles on
Walk with a limp, got that stick that I hobble on
I don't need a chaperone, grew up in the flat alone
I don't wear Decathlon but run it 'til the money's long
CP, black hoodie with the goggles on
Walk with a limp, got that stick that I hobble on
I don't need a chaperone, grew up in the flat alone
I don't wear Decathlon but run it 'til the money's long
Still folding on this money like it's calzone
Track gets cold, wear my Supersuit, Frozone
Chat to your girl, take your boo boo boo straight home
I ain't even famous but my name is still well-known
Actors need a Bafta but I see straight through you
I can make the scene hard, I could be the new new
Most hated but most decorated
I need some plaques on the wall just for decoration, yeah
I ain't even gonna lie, so I won't
You can't even come out of your house 'cah your cash is low
Got too many bangers in the vault, check the catalouge
I can make you think I'm your man, just don't at the blogs, yeah
CP, black hoodie with the goggles on
Walk with a limp, got that stick that I hobble on
I don't need a chaperone, grew up in the flat alone
I don't wear Decathlon but run it 'til the money's long
CP, black hoodie with the goggles on
Walk with a limp, got that stick that I hobble on
I don't need a chaperone, grew up in the flat alone
I don't wear Decathlon but run it 'til the money's long
I need my money long stretch like Elastigirl
Bitch wanna bag Chanel
Ha, she like Dave Chappelle, Joker
Why so serious, I'm over
All of these fuck boys tryna get exposure
Composure lads, tryna get me to react like I'm Kai Cenat
I got my brother in the back when it's time for that
Yeah, my time, Live O pass me the torch
Baby, make it clap like a round of applause, yeah
They treating me like I ain't been a veteran
Ten years plus, rent's due, 'bout to settle in (just being honest)
I ain't even gonna lie, so I won't