[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, don't hand me that shit unless it's blue
I only fuck with blue money
(Griselda) Wipe my tears off with it, man
My man just killed my other man
It's like that where I'm from, we used to it
(Griselda)

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
I'm out in London rockin' London Fog
Before I ever starve I'ma fuckin' rob
Lookin' pretty in that ski mask, you know the God
So outfits from before cover, remix the Raf Simons
Black said, "Fuck the money, send the mad bitches"
My last day in prison, I dropped a tear for 'em
'Cause he got forty left and a n***a forty
Surface to air, beware
Stared at you n***as from a land (Brrt)
Brrt, this dab pen got me spaced out
We hella trippy, GLOCK-11 blew his brains out
Swimmin' through this blood money filled with [?]
Dior old jumper, De La Soul dunks
I been locked up for guns and drugs, guns and drugs
You can check my resumé
I been locked up for guns and drugs, guns and drugs
You can keep all the money
I'ma just take the guns and drugs, guns and drugs
[Verse 2: Lord Apex]
Come on, man, AP, big gas, yeah, man, east to west
I just get money out the way, keep it simple (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
N***a, I ain't been locked up for shit, still gon' talk my talk
Still get caught, approached on the whole [?]
For backends, the only time we took them hotel trips
Old dog drip when they pee, grab the no cell zips
I took that to the head, made forty bands on the bed
Relocated down to the east and shit got funny for a sec'
Miyagi started outside but make more money on the 'net
Yeah boy, I love some gold, but I ain't fond of the baguettes, uh
I overloaded, hope I don't overdose
Open toast, that's [?] drip
Make a n***a see ghosts, East coast, he step foot on
He too on with no futon
That woolong tea and my meditative stance means I get shit
Regret quick and change to some vex
Tick, balled up, sittin' on some hurt, got you swallowed up
You live by the gun, the same shit got you hollowed up
Your brother got shot, the same shot that was followed up
Rather get a check with no sweat than go double up
I play smooth 'til I'm hoppin' out that tight coupe
Might find Miyagi out in Harlow in some Nike boots

[Outro]
The movie-turned-cameraman drove through fog-shrouded London through a port on the traffic chaos
It's a menace, this choking, eye-watering smog
Traffic in London was completely at a standstill on many occasions
In fact, the fog was the worst on record for many a year
It's been cold, as well as foggy, you may have noticed
Emergency flares guide traffic through city streets, plunged in bloomBritain was back in the dark ages