[Intro]
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

[Chorus]
Ollie, Ollie, Ollie
Tip cans, free man, no chains on my body
Brain full of fake names, chase off a Bobby
Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly
Nose all runny, Ma got Rennie
Tryna flip a quid from a couple red pennies
Used to want enough to fill my belly
Now I want enough to fill a five-star plate
Entrées and the cheese real shmelly

[Verse 1]
Why so friendly? I don't know you
Why you lookin' at me like my feet's on your sofa?
I don't wanna have to hit you with the cold shoulder
People's Elbow
, roshambo ya
Never been tall, scrap like a child soldier
Tantrum, throw a tampon at my olders
Elders, Idris Elba, co-star
Buddy cop flick with my face on the poster
Fuck a household name, face on the tele
Done being common, want respect and some Benjis
I'm like Joe Pesci with a skin routine and a sheet that's clean
Never been caught, siphon the wealth from the gentry
I hit the back door when there's no entry
Fuck a dress code, man, I can't afford Fendi
Rock my own clothes, man, I'm tryna cop a Bentley
Cop on the corner tryna cop a selfie
Stealth mode, makin' money, hand over fist
Think I'll do a runner from the country?
Tempt me, tax man tryna slap shackles on my wrist
Fuck a record label, lemme sign with Elvive
Account man in the books doing backflips
Revenue knockin' on the door with the heavies
Busy tryna get my little ass sun-kissed like whoop, whoop, whoop
[Chorus]
Ollie, Ollie, Ollie
Tip cans, free man, no chains on my body
Brain full of fake names, chase off a Bobby
Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly
Nose all runny, Ma got Rennie
Tryna flip a quid from a couple red pennies
Used to want enough to fill my belly
Now I want enough to fill a five-star plate
Entrées and the cheese real shmelly

[Bridge]
Yeah, that cheese real shmelly
But it's fillin' up my belly
Man, I'm tryna get rich with that pelle, ayy

[Verse 2]
Can't afford the rent where my ma done raised me
In the box room till the box push daisies
Buddies lookin' at me like, "He could've been something"
Fuck that, wanna be the one they hate 'cause I made it
'Member when I used to hate the place that I lived in
Felt like a caged bird, cooped up pigeon
Tried, jumped ship, came back, too chicken
Hopped out the big smoke, back to the skillet
Funny how shit change and it still ain't different
Getting head kicked on the school run home
'Member when I first learned God was the villain
Well, he took my dad and stopped pickin' up the phone
Little problem child, head full of old fillings
Give the kid a Yop,
 stop him cryin' for his pops
Always had to fill a void, had to make noise
Always hid from them boys till I heard them screaming like whoop, whoop, whoop
[Chorus]
Ollie, Ollie, Ollie
Tip cans, free man, no chains on my body
Brain full of fake names, chase off a Bobby
Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly
Nose all runny, Ma got Rennie
Tryna flip a quid from a couple red pennies
Used to want enough to fill my belly
Now I want enough to fill a five-star plate
Entrées and the cheese real shmelly

[Outro]
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