[Intro]
I need a rhythm to get me in the mood
I need a rhyme to make my body move
I need someone on to play the song
To make my body rock, my body rock
You're listening to the sounds of BBCC Bad Boy Chiller Crew

[Chorus]
I don't want a wife and a family, bandit
I just want a bitch and a banshee
Pull up outside with a gambit
Watch out, the boy just landed
I don't wan' a wife and a kid, yeah
I just wanna sign off a big cheque
Money comes, respect, a little less pissin
Pull up on a bitch, beat till the disc brake, yo
I don't wan' a wife and a family, bandit
I just want a bitch and a banshee
Pull up outside with a gambit
Watch out, the boy just landed (yo)
I don't wan' a wife and a kid, yeah
I just wanna sign off a big cheque
Money comes, rеspect, a little less pissin
Pull up on a bitch, bеat till the disc brake, yo

[Verse 1]
Four boys in a whip and four got all ripped
Take shots when I kick, all fours gonna kick
Get caught on a link, chick falls on my dick
Bro take it off-road like a 4x4 bitch
You ain't never seen a brother do it like me
Bright side parkies, Air Max 90
Drive, no license, might get violent
If you get caught then we all stay silent
Drugs and lager, why's that there full of husqvarna
Jump in a whip then watch me get sick
RX6, we make that big shift
BB, double C, sniff lane, fuck a D
Shots like barbie, kicks like nicotine
Full lights, no brakes, shots full of Cocaine
If we get it weird, then we don't catch no case
[Verse 2]
I just want a bitch with a tight ass
I just wanna laugh, big party and drive fast
I just wanna spank ass, I don't wanna try hard
I don't want a nine-to-five at Primark
I don't wanna shit job, I just wanna a sick time
Time goes tik-tok, so you gotta live life
I just wanna sick whip, I don't wanna hate track
I just wanna last quick party and sniff lines, yo
Running from the boys in blue, I can't stop
Give me money with that lot, I hit the jackpot
Give me money for the lousy pigs and blue lights
Finna fiddle it like I'm tied with bricks, around clock
Running like a bitch, man I gotta move quick
You ain't never seen a brother hop a fence like this
When I pull out my bat with a couple more studs
Then I pull up with a Glock and I'm coming from the block

[Verse 3]
Stepping on the beat, fully masterous and rock
Feeling like I stepped to take off the block
The DJ's boxes, padlocks, I'm snapping it off
Grab the mic fuck's sake for another W play
I drop the bars for the stack then I'm off
Everybody put your hands up in the middle
Yup, you should put that finger up on a spring
Out the booth like a Jack in the box
Tier 2 shots, neek running in circles
Big man things, this is not for the youth
Amma shell it, especially got my best line roots
Finna excel and I'm blessed cuz I payed my dues
I came alive in the after party
Your girl stepping in the Aston Martin
Champagne, sleeping in a Maserati
With the mandem that are trippin from the grams of Charlie
[Chorus]
I don't want a wife and a family, bandit
I just want a bitch and a banshee
Pull up outside with a gambit
Watch out, the boy just landed
I don't wan' a wife and a kid, yeah
I just wanna sign off a big cheque
Money comes, respect, a little less pissin
Pull up on a bitch, beat till the disc brake, yo
I don't wan' a wife and a family, bandit
I just want a bitch and a banshee
Pull up outside with a gambit
Watch out, the boy just landed
I don't wan' a wife and a kid, yeah
I just wanna sign off a big cheque
Money comes, respect, a little less pissin
Pull up on a bitch, beat till the disc brake, yo

[Outro]
I need a rhythm to get me in the mood
I need a rhyme to make my body move
I need someone on to play the song
To make my body rock, my body rock