Maybelline

Aye

This one going crazy, man

Aye, huh

Five foot one with the nails on fleek

Wan' play with the balls like DBZ

They got my tunes on repeat

Broski, man stay with a K like Pete

If you're onto bro then you're onto me

And I swear this shit ain't no make believe

Gyal tell lies, they're making it up

I don't mean make up like Maybelline

Spin that back like a DJ

Replay, general equals BK

Get blue cheese, man, I feel like CJ

Gotta take it to the max like TK

Why'd you think broski made man do up a relay

After spraying corn on the estate?

I just swung my blade like Sasuke

I just thank God that my broski bussed case (Aye, look)

Rusty guns bang and cases dropping

That's what you hear when you come to my estate

We don't shoot vids over these sides

But my lens can make a man press play

Grew up in the 28 poor

Cah in South East London, here your soul can get tek 'way

I ain't never been arrested once

But you was in cells giving officers essays

No Donner Kebab cah I done her before

Just arch up ya back till ya legs turn sore

Wanna talk about me then ya might get bored

Just stay in ya house and do them chores

Did the Kamikaze, but I wanna do more

Aye lean? Lean, what the gang gon' pour

Lean, lean, like the Tower of Piza

Freeze up, get a man sliced like pizza

Aye

Bro wants Shenyeng

I want a bad barbie with best friend

Yo, and I still came with my X-Men

Like RB, man, we're X-ing Men, that's calm

If needed then I might get Kwamz

And my old bae-bae thinking bout self harm

Don't get took out your garms

I'm a K.O.D so it's gonna get long

And no, I didn't play with teeth and guns

Got links for the sawn off, blast it and walk off

I know they pray that hits somebody's son

Thameo been writing sticks and confiding