Intro:
SRB separation confirmed
Coming up on, uh
Staging the burnout of these twin solid rocket boosters
At two minutes and five seconds
(Hill Productions, productions, ductions)

Verse 1: Dimzy
Aighhh
Why you gonna flex in Canada Goose? (Why?) When you ain’t even ate no food (none) remember when I first stepped in I was so gassed that I gave mum two (racks) was a kitchen ting back then till we got waps and then hand on waps them too (waps) was a pushed bike ting back then still made them waps sneeze Ha Chew (Bow!) then we got big boy engines if you don’t see then slide back through (skrrt skrrt) they do it for the journey I ain’t ever filming slide back through (nah nah)
They bought waps and attacked way before we put on Italian shoes (boaw!) but SJ’s home dats brilliant news (aighhh)
Fuck my teachers I make more than my teachers (ha ha) all that time I was sitting in the classroom I should have been teaching (fuck em) they fucked up my journey but look at this gangster he gets too much ps in (racks) and everyone knows that my sixties drilling we’re forever squeezin (Graaa!) (graa!) (graa!)

Hook: ASAP
Done loads of dirt on the mains (Live!)
Had n***as spinning on backroads (Lowkey!)
All of my sixties savage chef a man or smoke man raggle (raggle) gotta keep me dem tings and stuff coz mans too paro (paro) you don’t wanna see dem hand tings bang and crackle (bang bang)
Push bike days if mans was down on bikes then man just saddle (come on) or rev that stollen ped one twos ting with broken panels (mad up mad up)
Free all my n***as in jail billing up burning and cooking up mackerel (Free Em! Free Em!)

Verse 2: SJ
Step on the block what’s good? What’s good what’s good got things and stuff dats metal and wood (Bow!) dats metal and wood (bow!) dem man can’t approach man went hard and drive no programme SJack on the blade like Logan (Gang) leave peng tings gut and swollen (normal normal normal)
Me and gang’s being mobsters link me a foster might flow burger and lobster (let’s go) gang shit no pop star banging off lead no copper man will move proper don’t think we dat we don’t do drills we investing still go check the gang workrate man will rise shit anywhere rise on anyone when your n***a should’ve known known from the first place (Bow bow! Bow bow!) yeah I’ve been man cheffy and spill a man’s juice send a man’s straight to his birthplace yeah we roll on man any occasion we roll on opp on his birthday (knows) yeah German whips Italian clothes man ain’t even on the EU (sauce)
Man Jump Out Gang jump out on man so real life I wouldn’t wanna be you (sixty! Sixty!)

Hook: ASAP
Done loads of dirt on the mains (Live!)
Had n***as spinning on backroads (Lowkey!)
All of my sixties savage chef a man or smoke man raggle (raggle) gotta keep me dem tings and stuff coz mans too paro (paro) you don’t wanna see dem hand tings bang and crackle (bang bang)
Push bike days if mans was down on bikes then man just saddle (come on) or rev that stollen ped one twos ting with broken panels (mad up mad up)
Free all my n***as in jail billing up burning and cooking up mackerel (Free Em! Free Em!)