7am In London

It's 3M, know what I'm sayin'?

Toronto to the U.K. (late nights, it's me and bro DeeJayM0 mix it)

Shoutout my nigga Bvlly (5ive music)

Shoutout 5ivebeatz

Loss is worth a lesson, how I turned it to a win (to a win)

See I'm skinny wit' a blicky, how I'm flexin' wit' no gym (how I'm flexin'?)

And I dodged a couple raid

I changed my phone and switched my sim

And momma prayin' for me in this crazy world of sin (shoutout)

So how these niggas tryna slide when I got Lenny by my wing

Wit' a .30 on his side and he won't hesitate to rinse?

And I'm that nigga on my block, and bitch, I grew up on the Finch

Steady slidin' on your block, I haven't seen him ever since (skrrt)

And I'm like, "Nigga, don't be lackin' for the fashion with them AirPods"

Magicians get to creepin' up and clappin', you won't hear none

Youngins came through, lightin' up your block just like a flare gun

And look him in his eyes when he talkin', only fear God

Plug is downstairs, "Yo, Frenchy, can you bring him up?"

And if that work bad, next time he comes, I might stick him up

Leave him on the side of the road until they pick him up

And if I lose all of my dough, she'll probably switch it up

Screamin' free the real 'cause half my niggas doin' bids

Grindin' hard up in the bando, put some food up in the fridge

Niggas fake, and they ain't loyal, they so quick to burn a bridge

So I did it on my own, and they just mad I did it big

And my nigga Pengö said, "I got some niggas tryna fly me"

In the U.K. at the show, tryna find me a new dime piece

With-with my nigga Cheko skrttin', got my 'Mails right beside me (skrrt-skrrt)

Bvlly with me studio trappin', spittin' on the fire 5ivebeat (5ivebeat)

We rumble with silverbacks, in the jungle where killers at

Argue, I ain't into that, if I talk then I'm spittin' facts

It's okay, baby, I bought a chopper, can you hide this AK, baby?

My spot is hot, so can I trust you as my safe, baby?

What would you do if I told you stash 100K, baby?

And if I die, would you give it to my mama, baby?

Or would you spend it on yourself down in Bahamas, baby?

Trap house is scary when the neighbour's dogs are barkin'

They know we up, the streets is 'nough, the walls are talkin'

And when they mention us to soldiers, get to marchin'

And if they spot him out in U.K., they'll hawk him

And this the type of shit that happens very often

I know she got a man, but why she movin' like she single?

Do you want me, 'cause I'm 'bout to pop just like a pimple?

And I just want to fuck, so baby, I'ma keep it simple

And I ain't gon' leave the city till the U.K. screamin' triple

I'm the hottest in my city, ask around, my city know it

If you ridin' then you write it, fuck the talkin', baby, show it

And I'm tryna go on tour wit' my nigga on a private plane

Designer steppin' wit' my set, it's dancin' on my diamond chain

They say I go hard, I need a break, they say I grind insane

Plus I always smile no matter what, but I be hidin' pain

(Late nights, it's me and bro DeeJayM0 mix it)

It's okay, baby, I bought a chopper, can you hide this AK, baby?

My spot is hot, so can I trust you as my safe, baby?

What would you do if I told you stash 100k, baby?

And if I die, would you give it to my mama, baby?

Or would you spend it on yourself down in Bahamas, baby?