[Chorus: Chip]
My n***as, we riding
On the ends, just sliding
We ain't looking for no one
Spliff and the window down, we vybzing
Gotta dodge blue lights so the weed we hiding
Too much smoke got my mouth dry
Bro hit the off licence
Pull up on my block, I'm covered in ice
Tell the young bulls "It's timing"

[Verse 1: Chip]
Grab my tool and attack that fool
Like goddamn, losing my life ain't cool
Need the Ballon d'Or for the way I ball
Ask round, Chippy been the man since school
Any stress come my way, I'll cope
Been famous from young, man this life ain't a joke
White girl judging me cause I smoke
Like her and her girls ain't doing up coke
Treat Thursday like Friday, I live how I like
Bro said "What's the motive?", we're touching the road
I'm fly from time I step out my home
I'm your papi, here's somewhere to go
If these little n***as don't pay me respect
I'll just rile up your neck, let it slap on their heads
People still pay me in pounds for my pen
Payments the only way I take a cheque
[Chorus: Chip]
My n***as, we riding
On the ends, just sliding
We ain't looking for no one
Spliff and the window down, we vybzing
Gotta dodge blue lights so the weed we hiding
Too much smoke got my mouth dry
Bro hit the off licence
Pull up on my block, I'm covered in ice
Tell the young bulls "It's timing"

[Verse 2: Nafe Smallz]
Money incline
Pay for the villa, I'll pay for the flight, don't pay her no mind
All of these riches, I'm still on the strip with the dealer
I'm dealing this shit and I'm fried
I'm the CEO, can't get a VO
I know they're watching, still free up the guys
I was just sending the snow like Franklin
Whole of the fam, I had to provide
It's the truth when I slide, it's Berettas or the nine
I know you, don't lie, I know you ain't bought a knife
In the coupe, speeding lights, Lamb doors are suicide
Cah the roof recline, know all the line
I put my pain down for the money, plain Jane on the money
Fame made her want it, she brung her A-game to the party
It's that XO when I sip, when I sip, when I sip
Candid ten toes where you live, where you live, where you live
[Chorus: Chip]
My n***as, we riding
On the ends, just sliding
We ain't looking for no one
Spliff and the window down, we vybzing
Gotta dodge blue lights so the weed we hiding
Too much smoke got my mouth dry
Bro hit the off licence
Pull up on my block, I'm covered in ice
Tell the young bulls "It's timing"