Straight Drop X5

(You play too much)

Hmm, blatt

Fresh off a six year tour

One after the four

New leaf

Aye

They tried mash up man's life so you know it's only right

That I forward back ASAP and hit 'em with the five

Straight droppin' all this light, bait and poppin' all my life

Then them feds built a case and had me doin' up time

But I ain't never complain, I got killies doin' life

Real life, no lies, I been the truth the whole time

I was spittin' way back, tellin' them about the grind

Cah I really lived that and they ain't lived like I

I've been sayin' "I'm the truth" then got nicked for what I do

They had me sittin' in the cell, blowin' loud on the loo

I was sittin' in jail, had loud comin' through

Hella packs comin' too, gettin' hat from a screw

It's still Louis on my kicks, belt, jacket, hat too

These niggas all chatty but ain't chattin' what they do

And me, I'm really trappy, I move hella mad food

I washed up a three-six then put down seven-two

Cah it's only straight drop anytime it gets moved

It's TT on the bobs, they OD when they shoot

It's two hundred on my dash with some Cali in my zoot

And I'm flyin' upsuh with a baddie for the loot

And then we're flyin' straight back, big Rackhams in a coupe

That's sixty-five racks, I stack that in three moves

Then lost sixty-five racks with a couple keys too

And then I made it all back with a couple G moves

I got pinched when I was lit, sat down for a six

And all now they can't smell me off my eighteen drip

They tried fuck a nigga's shit, I came back like, "Fuck this"

And fucked the whole game up, now I'm on some fucked shit

'Cause I ain't rockin' with them niggas, I ain't choppin' these bitches

Came home to my Mulli, this time bigger drip

And niggas pissed I ain't quittin', still got killies on drillin'

And my drilly in the kitchen just whipped up a chicken

Yeah, that trap's still kickin' and I rap for them figures

Had racks, now it's tickets, big facts when I spit it

Know a lion heart nigga with the brain of a pigeon

More time, he be trippin', they got him trapped in the system

Brightened up a nigga's day and made a baddie send him pictures

Thought that nigga was a G then found out he was a witness

See, this game's super vicious

Your mans and fuckin' missus caught a case 'cause niggas snitchin'

And now I'm chillin' but I'm chillin' like a villain

On the landin' with the villains, the killers and the drillers

The trappers and the nappers, the robbers and the dealers

That's a five-man boat, probably mackerel and some spinners

And that's one man cheffin' up five man's dinners

And it's probably gettin' whipped in couple kettles and the stingers

And my akh that cheffed that's in jail for a clippings

It don't get no realer, I've always been a realers

I've always given facts, baby, never been a fibbers

These bad B's @ me, they know that I'm trappy

I got spots like acne and I'm straight outta Hackney

And nigga, I'm a street kid, I've slept where them fiends live

Then ran up in Harrods on a Tuesday with like three quid

Nigga, this how we live, I don't know about his ting but my ting's beatin'

The baddies wanna jeet me in the passy and she leakin'

For you she kinda decent but for me she want a threesome

I swear I nearly cried makin' Straight Drop 5

Can't believe I came home and Hypes ain't by my side

What a time to be alive

The Mulli back home litty, I was really outside

Had to pay a young price, ain't nuttin to a G man, free up all the guys

And death to all the rats

When I was in the can, first I heard I got crashed then I heard I got splashed

These times, I left out the jailhouse without a scratch

And now the boy back, back like Gucci

This straight drop crack like that shit that had Pookie

My trap's New Jack, why you think they call me Mulli?

Mulli