[Chorus: Headie One & RV]
Little bro lost a boot, Cinderella
Lifestyle’s like a movie, no Interstellar
Anytime I get that drop, I be posted up like a selfie
Me and Headz like Freddie and Jason and we treat the opp block like Elm Street
All of this work in the T, I do that up ‘til I’m wealthy
Hit the opp block and apply that pressure, I ran man down I’m healthy
I got faith my ting won’t jam, this .44 long won’t fail me
I put 6 in your back like Koscielny, I’m a Hazard like I play for Chelsea

[Verse 1: Headie One]
Re-up on bits of both
Feds try do me for conspiracy, how they talking leading role?
Luckily I wear these gloves, I could never leave my prints on those
Can't mix pleasure with business, I've gotta leave this bitch on hold
One day I can twin these rambos, next day me and Tugg twin these poles
Lean out the ride tryna hold that steady, I ain't gotta swing this pole
Pigs want the Gs on [?]
One day I'm fresh home, next day I'm chinging and skeng those goals
Me and RV on the opp block, that's Dwight Yorke and Andrew Cole
I told RV just slap it in reverse, been tryna put man on a t-shirt
Tryna take man's blood home on this [?] tonight 'cos finders keepers
I'll wrap both hands 'round a 4s and spin it like DJ Grevious
Re-up on loads, lose weight and still ain't gone down to a medium
They ask how I ain't got more previous, must be a genius
Skeng blow like balloons on helium, the whole gang far from lenient
Went from auto spinners and leaners, to servery workers and cleaners
That's gum from heaters, to using pipes as heaters
[Chorus: Headie One & RV]
Little bro lost a boot, Cinderella
Lifestyle’s like a movie, no Interstellar
Anytime I get that drop, I be posted up like a selfie
Me and Headz like Freddie and Jason and we treat the opp block like Elm Street
All of this work in the T, I do that up ‘til I’m wealthy
Hit the opp block and apply that pressure, I ran man down I’m healthy
I got faith my ting won’t jam, this .44 long won’t fail me
I put 6 in your back like Koscielny, I’m a Hazard like I play for Chelsea

[Verse 2: RV]
Came outta jail, got me a shank and a sim card
Score points on the opps, then I just dab like I’m Lingard
Had no beans on my canteen sheet, now I eat steak and lobster
Just re'd up on budge, and bro did a yay like Drogba
Put 6 in your back like Pogba
Real life shit no soccer
Jump out do man proper
Stainless steel for the rambo, but you know that the shells are copper
Wave sticks like Harry Potter
Drive through Wood Green with the Big Mac and I go BK for a whopper
Got a Lyca sim in my Nokia, and I make sure the battery's full
My plug just gave me a brick, he already knows that it's manageable
I used to wipe dust off of scales, this time 'round I'm bagging it all
You was selling sweets in the playground, and I had draws I was trapping in school
Rule number 1, fiends don't come to the crib
Tell 'em just wait where you are, or meet me under the bridge
I do the trap ting properly, I shot white and I shot b
Moving all of this weight, I had to tell my worker to spot me
[Chorus: Headie One & RV]
Little bro lost a boot, Cinderella
Lifestyle’s like a movie, no Interstellar
Anytime I get that drop, I be posted up like a selfie
Me and Headz like Freddie and Jason and we treat the opp block like Elm Street
All of this work in the T, I do that up ‘til I’m wealthy
Hit the opp block and apply that pressure, I ran man down I’m healthy
I got faith my ting won’t jam, this .44 long won’t fail me
I put 6 in your back like Koscielny, I’m a Hazard like I play for Chelsea