[Verse 1: Wretch 32]
Doing this for Poppy and Buckhead
Be the first n***a that I saw without a budget
Little sister saying fuck it
My little brudda saying fuck it
They'd rather leave their fate in front of judges
Didn't I teach you how to be the next stunners?
Didn't I teach you how to kill the whole summer?
Didn't you see me turn words into numbers?
Tasmanian devils tryna be the Roadrunners
But I love 'em
Got my mum moving stubborn
I guess being black and white's their true colours
'Cause where I'm from, most of our parents are redundant
Small family, I had to pair up both my cousins
If the shoe fits, you've gotta wear 'em 'til there's bunions
Cuh you ain't been to London 'til you've been inside the dungeon
Yeah

[Verse 2: Avelino]
Yeah
Crazy how my drive drive me crazy
My home was mental when my cousin tried to kill me
Now he's in a mental home, kind of crazy
Like my bird, man, she wants a baby
She want a BM, I want a Mercedes
Either way, she's whipped to a '90s baby
Wavy
Who the fuck wants issues?
My n***a never missing your n***a, it never miss you
Who the fuck want pistols?
Shoot for stars, shoot the bloodclart missile
Yeah, I swear down
My n***a what's mine was yours, it's theirs now
We came so far, our thrones are just chairs now
I'm firing shots at the bar, I've got bare rounds
And I'm fucking wavy
F-f-f-fucking wavy
[Chorus: Loick Essien]
None of these n***as are on my level
I'm tryna flood the Rollie with the presidential bezel
This is my come-up, this is my come-up
Keep it so dungeon, oh, I am so London
This is a one-of-one, oh, there is no other
You're only fucking a n***a 'cause he's bought you some Balmain
Looking for the money and the women, n***a, yeah, we want the whole thing
I've been OT on my uno
I've been spending this money all on my uno
Getting money, how the fuck would you know?
I've been OT on my uno

[Verse 3: Hurricane Hunt]
I was OT on my Jones
In the 15 with me and my bros
Top down in the winter, too grown
Move rocks, got bands, that's a rolling stone
True say, man have always been about, I don't ever stop
The gyal you running down, type of gyal I be sending shop
Down the lab to buy, when I buss, she be getting off
You can have a thousand Gs with you and still get a box
Yeah, and that's some new ish
You n***as sitting on the block don't ever do ish
She says the beat mad, and that my music
She said I changed, I said I don't wanna lose it
'Cause nowadays we switch side for colours like a Rubik's
In the booth or the trap, man, I do bits
I take the piss, plus I never give two shits
Pass me the glove, I don't care if the shoe fits, Hurra
[Chorus: Loick Essien]
None of these n***as are on my level
I'm tryna flood the Rollie with the presidential bezel
This is my come-up, this is my come-up
Keep it so dungeon, oh, I am so London
This is a one-of-one, oh, there is no other
You're only fucking a n***a 'cause he's bought you some Balmain
Looking for the money and the women, n***a, yeah, we want the whole thing
I've been OT on my uno
I've been spending this money all on my uno
Getting money, how the fuck would you know?
I've been OT on my uno