Текст песни
Still tryna get to the bottom,
Still tryna get to the bottom of it, (I'm still tryna yeah!)
Still tryna get to the bottom,
Still tryna get to the bottom of it, (I'm still tryna yeah!)
Still tryna get to the bottom,
Still tryna get to the bottom bottom bottom,
Still tryna get to the bottom,
Still tryna get to the bottom of it,
Who? Who? Who?
Who's talking on me, who's talking bout me, who's talking round me,
Fit so clean but the verse so dirtayy pull a 16 out the ground,
MinusTwo jeans got this bitch thirstayy really tryna turn them inside out,
Even though I stopped at 6'1, Charlie stacking like Peter Crouch,
All of these bars that I make on a regular over they head so they musta… (phew!)
Over they head so they musta ducked it,
Ain't no colour go dip it in mustard,
This ting tryna get fuck out to BEEZY,
Ash in the back of the phone 'for I cruck it,
She wan twist and set it,
T-twiss set bruk it!
Dave said he put 9 gal in a sprinter call up the whores get the U-Haul trucks in,
I want the type get the belly tuck tucked in,
So much work but she never went colly,
(Bitch!)
We were never on a first name basis who said you could say ollie?
(Who the fuck?)
I ain't got no ACG or no Asics bet I still run through a body,
I know I'm a hoe bae face it I aint got a type all my hoes just related,
I'm way too squash right now might DM my ex on that "happy belated x", (Hey boo x!)
Only the money I'm craving I swear the payslip give me a facelift,
She saw me on an IG reel now she in my DM like "Meez ima save yaaa!",
This too easy, lemon squeezer I give the scene alopecia,
"How long did it take you to write these songs?"
I don't know coz I didn't do it either (I freestyle)
Cheat on my bitch got a fever!
Her sister gon' give me the evils, (the eyes!)
Only block they came from was in Minecraft I swear the scene full of creepers,
Still tryna get to the bottom,
Still tryna get to the bottom of it, (I'm still tryna yeah!)
Still tryna get to the bottom,
Still tryna get to the bottom of it, (I'm still tryna yeah!)
Still tryna get to the bottom,
Still tryna get to the bottom bottom bottom,
Still tryna get to the bottom,
Still tryna get to the bottom of it,
Who? Who? Who?
Who's talking on me, who's talking bout me, who's talking round me,
Fit so clean but the verse so dirtayy pull a 16 out the ground,
MinusTwo jeans got this bitch thirstayy really tryna turn them inside out,
Even though I stopped at 6'1, Charlie stacking like Peter Crouch,
All of these bars that I make on a regular over they head so they musta… (phew!)
Over they head so they musta ducked it,
Ain't no colour go dip it in mustard,
This ting tryna get fuck out to BEEZY,
Ash in the back of the phone 'for I cruck it,
She wan twist and set it,
T-twiss set bruk it!
Man twiss up the peddle and rev it up quick,
Start licking it off like the game r6,
R9 start kicking the fuck out the mix,
This gyally want bizz so i give her the dick,
Mans giving it twice then cutting to mix,
That track that i made whilst sipping a gin,
Man's chatting my shit,
Keep rapping shit,
Start hearing my shit and your bludclart head shake,
Bars garn make a man bang doors prolly like 21 times im a pisstake call a man tay K,
Feeding the street what works if your wanting the fake arse verse go hit up a takeway,
Yes do rap my shit are you crazy,
Yes i will wrap man's shit are you crazy,
Yes i will wrap my man if he's talking all of my business,
Rapping with flows i live this,
Everyone knows that i bludclart live this.
(Everyone knows that i live this, still tryna get to the bottom!)
Hey! Hey!
I'm tryna get to the bottom,
I'm tryna get!
I'm tryna get to the bottom.