Lyrics
0-60 2.8
Crib in the sticks 2.6
Gym on the land
100 grand
Palm of my hand where the game exists
When I’m on stage
Rack a minute
Brand new dior suit
An it’s fitted
Hit on the first date
And she frigid
Wiz got the world play
An he wid it
Push me a big g 63izzle
By now I must of made as much as rizzle
Pray one day I make as much as dizzee
Now it’s the farm shop
True it was lidl
True I would whack him but he’s to brittle
True I would slap him but he’s too lil
I’d look like a bully
He ain’t on shit all
shit all
But a tickle
It’s funny how they try to make a war threat when the war kicks off though they ain’t got the missles
My life blissful I don’t try like odriscol
U get a face full a mouthful a whole fist full
I put two tons on the road an im wippin it
Food not a lolly but u know we still licking it
Caught him abroad true his was brickin it
And all of his friends stood watching isnt it?
Now they wanna type on the net but I’m livin it u ain’t living it u just a broke lil idiot
U won’t be wid it, not wid it ain’t bin wid it
If I catch you
I will test your chin a bit
Chin alot
U dropped
U fidgeting
Convusing
Including ur twitter fingers that u use on the net beef simmering when I see them a right hook I’m deliveribg
0-60 2.8
Crib in the sticks 2.6
Gym on the land
100 grand
Palm of my hand where the game exists
When I’m on stage
Rack a minute
Brand new dior suit
An it’s fitted
Hit on the first date
And she frigid
Wiz got the world play
An he wid it
Kilos I’m a hundred and thirty
Set for life from I’m under 30
Copped the lency
Staff flirty
So I copped the Gucci and the burberrry
Thats service
She serve me
Smash her up like I served to early
From dinerises
To the cercis
In flesh not a querty I’m real life
Quarter milly in a days work feels nice
Wagyu a5 wid a lil rice
In a bamboo leaf wrap then a Mille-feuille
When they try imitate it don’t feel right
Real life u ain’t got no class
I’m A class in this big G class
Can’t let a m8 in this m8
Man hurt their kneck when I’m driving past
0-60 2.8
Crib in the sticks 2.6
Gym on the land
100 grand
Palm of my hand where the game exists
When I’m on stage
Rack a minute
Brand new dior suit
An it’s fitted
Hit on the first date
And she frigid
Wiz got the world play
An he wid it
i heard a man saying how much they got paid
in a rave
im just looking at a man like safe
cos i know i spent more on my pc just to play games
what you’ve made in a month ive made in a day
tv costing a mans annual wage
30 million streams on my back every year
spotifys gotta pay over 100k so fuck mans fees
il show man fees
publishing fees
booking fees
travelling plus accomodation fees
esports
branding
sponsorship fees
clothing fees
appearance
featuring
instragram
social posting fees
some man cant reply back to my fee
on top of that
gotta add vat to my fees
got you man stuttering buffering
funny how they dont want none of him
when im in front of them
when it come to money or bars im punishing
i dont know another rapper or an mc
thats made money like me and aint sold their publishing
got no deal never had one still
your a fool if you signed for less than a mill
big zuu when im cheffin i made my own meals
let me roll it back
used to roll in flats
now im taking the piss wid this golden shower
and these golden taps
tv in the bathroom with sky an that
mans baffed like
wheres all the wires and that
videos
you still hiring that like ra aint you man tired of that
first in the ends with a black barclays card now its all private banks