Letras
(Twofour, Twofour
On the way to the top, man its cold at the spot
Cos he's cold with the box, yeah)
On the way to the top are you rolling or not?
Cop a goose with the fur cos its cold at the spot
Call my brother Jack Frost cos he's cold with the box
She want AP's and I aint even talking a watch
Wants top floor suites with the crazy view
Call my brother Just Eat, way hes based with food
Take the order, phone the driver then hes makes it move
He said its pricey but its cheaper if your taking two
Shorty always chatting clever, then she brains the yute
I should sample the ucky, its like shes playing the flute
Got this rapping in my blood its what im made to do
Man im sick of all these rappers moving fake for views
Man you gotta switch that
That could never be me
Mum said your a star now
Soon be up on TV
Me I'm tryna' channel all my energy to rapping
If I didn't get with the pattern then I'd probably be knees deep
Me Im tryna shoot a lil movie, wheres the green screen
Sleeping on us, man I guess that means were the dream team
You dont wanna war with my dogs
Coz they pitbulls, somet like Skengdo and Chief Keef
(And all this rappings got me thinking bout
How I'm gon' put my mum in a new gaff
But you already knew that)
On the way to the top are you rolling or not?
Cop a goose with the fur cos its cold at the spot
Call my brother Jack Frost cos he's cold with the box
She want AP's and I aint even talking a watch
Wants top floor suites with the crazy view
Call my brother Just Eat, way hes based with food
Take the order, phone the driver then hes makes it move
He said its pricey but its cheaper if your taking two
I tell her move, get out the way
Im in the party taking cali to the face
I could never give my heart up for a snake
Im Tarantino, feeling Django with the chains
A couple drinks, fuck, now im waved
I hopped on rap, since then nothing was the same