[Chorus - Songer]

3 or 4 bottles of Magnum, drank them
Now I want ice n cream
Fresh trim and a plain white tee
I payed 20 for, 8 times 3
Man wanna talk no face, no case
But his phone got prints and a face ID
Been cold K I D
Man in my biz like H O V

3 or 4 bottles of Magnum, drank them
Now I want ice n cream
Fresh trim and a plain white tee
That I payed 20 for, 8 times 3
Man wanna talk no face, no case
But his phone got prints and a face ID
Been cold since K I D
Man in my biz H O V

[Verse 1 - Songer]

Man are 28 chatting bout drugs that I stopped when turned 18
I spend big time money on creps and I never kept one pair clean
9 5 of the nike ID's, 25 times incrеased
You can multiply by 3
Still I'm on freeze becausе I want ice n cream
Me I'm on trap but my guys off rail
Lucky that he never did a night in jail
Serge Aurier because his attitudes foul
But he's training now so my guys on bail
Big batty girl got her tracksuit tight
5-3-2 cos her backs out wide
Girls wanna ask for my actual size
We're the same height when we lye by side

Me I'm like 7 8 foot tall
Just wear black so I look small
Man I know a girl with a bum full of plastic
Smashed it now it's like punctured footballs
Then I don't chat much krud but it's greazey
And I'm top tier like I'm old school weezy
So I sell love songs, hoodies and CD's
Easy then I'm at local steamy

[Chorus - Songer]

3 or 4 bottles of Magnum, drank them
Now I want ice n cream
Fresh trim and a plain white tee
I payed 20 for, 8 times 3
Man wanna talk no face, no case
But his phone got prints and a face ID
Been cold K I D
Man in my biz like H O V
3 or 4 bottles of Magnum, drank them
Now I want ice n cream
Fresh trim and a plain white tee
That I payed 20 for, 8 times 3
Man wanna talk no face, no case
But his phone got prints and a face ID
Been cold since K I D
Man in my biz H O V

[Verse 2 - Kamakaze]

Got some new TN's in white and red and they're looking like raspberry ripple
Kicks like rizzle
Only got one girl so I don't need no Jimmy like Kimmle
She a sweet one peanut brittle
Man know my ting, hammer and sickle
Boy from the midlands, Leicester
Who made London look like rimmle
Had the whole scene all looking like webay
Balls to them assholes washed like bidet
And they ain't on arms like gillet
Top bins with the pen like Cisse
Hard on grime or rap but still known for garage like BP
Dressed in black like kiwi
Could be mishka, could be GG, could be skitsa , could be T B
Check the CV, check the unlocks
Still local goody goody gumdrops
Still more than gloves in the glovebox
Been here since the jump off, yeah
And there's still no plans to jump
Sex back to front
Need her asthma pump
Kick back and grab the munch
Business can wait till after lunch