[Hook]
I’m on the maddest of tings, I see the opps them panic and shit
Yo how can the devil wear Pradas? When I dun stepped in my Adidas kicks
And yeah I dun earnt my rights, earnt my stripes on an Adidas ting
I dun stepped in my Adidas kicks, boot man’s face leave an Adidas print
I’m on the maddest of tings, I see the opps them panic and shit
Yo how can the devil wear Pradas? When I dun stepped in my Adidas kicks
And yeah I dun earnt my rights, earnt my stripes on an Adidas ting
I dun stepped in my Adidas kicks, boot man’s face leave an Adidas print

[Verse 1]
Man can’t say that I ain’t on job, done went fishing without no rod
The opps tryna make it even but the scoreboard’s looking all odd
And yeah I dun earnt my rights, but when I ride I’ll do man wrong
Like dip, splash, dip, ching, like what are you on?
No Even Stevens, how you gonna make it even?
Same way that we got down Naghz Max, you can never make it even
Same way that we got down M, you can never make it even
Them man run off and leave their friend, I might call that treason
What do you mean? None of them boy dere bad
Loski ain’t on shit and Naghz he already got splashed
And Lil Jazz ran from man, I try smoke Bellz in his hat
But I ended up hitting a yat
Like opps got me on a Greco-Russian block tryna dip dat
Like Snoopy fly out the ride, tryna G-check yutes like, who’s that?
But it’s only IQ and Scratch, they came back from linking yats
Man I spit this real life shit, on my life all I spit is facts

[Hook]
I’m on the maddest of tings, I see the opps them panic and shit
Yo how can the devil wear Pradas? When I dun stepped in my Adidas kicks
And yeah I dun earnt my rights, earnt my stripes on an Adidas ting
I dun stepped in my Adidas kicks, boot man’s face leave an Adidas print
I’m on the maddest of tings, I see the opps them panic and shit
Yo how can the devil wear Pradas? When I dun stepped in my Adidas kicks
And yeah I dun earnt my rights, earnt my stripes on an Adidas ting
I dun stepped in my Adidas kicks, boot man’s face leave an Adidas print

[Verse 2]
2 step on my own, 2 step with my bro
2 step, take a few steps, hold on that's brodie's flow
Boy's talking on snap, lying on tracks and phony folks
Do this shit with some ease, I'm with JB, man skid and go
Man spit rhymes, man don't lie, 2 2 step then a next shot fly
Dip dip splash in his chest or his eye, ask little bro if you think that I'm lying
Screaming out "gang" but your gang don't ride
Adidas creps, tracksuit and I'm nice
Thought my bredrin was an opp, so I stopped, nearly pie pied
Wrote a 16 but I scrapped that, wrap that, Shay came in with an amm pack
Ses ting looking like a flapjack
Grab man, run up the place get ransacked
You know I got smell for the amm amm, amm too loud got me doing up nap fam
The plug text man, the reload's here and it came in looking like a fat back
I'm on the strip, with the Flintstones and I been out rolling with Bamm-Bamm
I'm not a Twitter boy don't at man and if my bro's got beef I'll back man
Brownskin beanie wanna hat man and I'll snatch man's girl cos I can fam
Fuck yats [?] and I trap dat, if beef kicks, death ray in a man bag

[Hook]
I’m on the maddest of tings, I see the opps them panic and shit
Yo how can the devil wear Pradas? When I dun stepped in my Adidas kicks
And yeah I dun earnt my rights, earnt my stripes on an Adidas ting
I dun stepped in my Adidas kicks, boot man’s face leave an Adidas print