cabin roof

This type of shit is in sparse supply

But I could never let the party die

Cos I've been nice since rappers wore Karl Kani

I wouldn't harm a fly but you aren't a fly

So fuck your life with no strings

You still tick flims and roll pins

Gimme all the trouble that dough brings

Cos hearing mo' money mo' problems when you're on the dole stings

It's just one of those things

I hold me middle fingers up like I'm tryna rob me own rings

And both of them were meant for you if you caught a glimpse

You're pouring scorn on me name, I'm pouring drinks

I act aloof cos you claim your the man but lack the proof

People all over the globe will tell you I'm the truth

The only rep you ever had—was on a package holiday—in Magaluf

Drug addled youth

Shh you're sending me to sleep like rain on a cabin roof

When I hear you rap

I feel like a dad and you're messin' with the thermostat

You need to turn it back, I'm tryna see me breath in ere

The coldest in the northern hemisphere

Let me make this shit very clear

Cult Mountain might be dead but don't shed a tear

We were never ere

Signed yours unfaithfully, have a very depressing year

P.S I hope you're a complete mess

It just doesn't feel fair

I complete the bleep test being pushed in a wheelchair

While you try, try again only to fail

I swing the hammer while you're holding the nail

You only hope to prevail, I make it happen

616 is for the kids like Michaela Strachan

If I didn't say wasapnin I don't fuck with yer

And if I did, it was probably just to fuck with yer

Cos either way I don't fuck with yer

Wassup with yer?

I mean I've been keepin well

Life's a blur but it's still HAPPYPPL

Can't find a snare, slap a BBL