[Chorus]
We ready steady now yeah
I been getting reddies now, yeah
But I don't let it stress me out, yeah
Pocket feeling heavy now, yeah (x2)

[Verse 1- Scotty Stackz]
Slip and slide like butter, I ain't just another mucker
I'm a pro, ain't no average Joe, I don't start I flow garb
My Burberry coat is a puffa 'cos it's cold on the roads Im the summer but my dough don't suffer
Party in the smelly, wonky in the betty, Courvoisi or the Henny; who's ready? Not many
Came with the belly, Kenny in my jacket, you came with your pal but will he definitely back it?
Got some welly in my packet, steady habit but I'm better than Federer with my racket
My bird's bum's bigger than Serena, might even be as big as Queen Latifah
And if my Mrs is a Beamer, then your Mrs must be a one-litre
From a Southern land like Kiefer, cross reddies if you're looking for a feature

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[Verse 2- Snowy Danger]
(Yo, Danger)
Yo, my mind's gone missing, feels like I'm playing truant
Ain't a fucking geezer on the road that Snowy ain't influenced
I been setting trends from time like smoking sovereign
Ain't nobody stepping to mine so please stop bothering
Hollering, the ones that owe me shekels get a collaring
I'm tryna get them pound notes, I'm not tryna get them dollars in
Ain't nothing to go cop a thing, load it up and let it ring
That's all fucking long when you're a don, a straight fucking king
Go missing like Bermuda if you're fucking with my moolah
I'm hungry like the Buddha, watch me school 'em with the ruler
I'm a teacher, not a tutor- I'm useless on computer
They think that that's the future, still ain't read the Kama Sutra
I'm a dirty C-U-N-T, my packet never empty
Their lines are long and lengthy but I guess that that's ??
The money looking plenty, I don't give an F like Fendy
Tryna bag an house like Wendy and spend all my days rent-free
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[Verse 3- Example]
Ay-yo, what's all the kerfuffle? I've had enough of the lot of ya
Can't avoid my hits, just stick your Mrs' iPod on shuffle
I've had a bit of a guzzle and Snowy give me some shovel
And now the diesel's kicking in, somebody give me a cuddle
Fuck it, I ain't forgotten ya, had a bit of a wobbler, bruv
I stopped to have some kids because my wife wants my knob in her
Get it twisted like Oliver, gossip I'm dropping ya
If you somehow spark me first I know that Scotty will bottle ya
Was in it to win it because I done the ting properly
Put my money into bricks and you still playing Monopoly
Shut it, you cynics, if I don't rap it I sing it
I'm fuckin' up your favourite festival then backing a Guinness
Then I'm back off getting large like a Kardashian's rear
And I'll be back in twenty more so I can pay for veneers
Don't need approval from you pricks, I'm living comfortably
I'm only jumping on this beat because it's fun for me, you numpties

[Chorus x2]