(Listen mom) (It’s Didaakt on the track) (juggin ’em)
No lean in this cup Whole year on my neck is Christmas (what else) And them boy get lift up Gallie with a back Come round get twister (ight ight) She wanna come round Brixton Coulda went there But she said it ain’t lit much All year round it’s litmas Towns get disrupt till they evict us
No lean in this cup Whole year on my neck is Christmas (bing) And her boy get fist up Gallie with a bumper Come and get twister (come and get twister) And a watch no tick tock Been on the grind while you watching TikTok (tick tock tick tock) On the stage you Chris Rock Been on the grind all year man pissed off (tick tock) Don’t look at her wristwatch Look at your life I show you the pistol (ba da da da da da da da) Look at your wife, that is from Bristol Look at your eyes, [?] crystals ([?] crystals) I’m looking to buy land Look at the Coinbase, look at the Binance Show me the metal, I’m looking to buy down Look at the rebel, he looking to bine man (juggin em, wooh)
No lean in this cup Whole year on my neck is Christmas (what else, what else) And them boy get lift up Gallie with a back Come round get twister (ight ight) She wanna come round Brixton Coulda went there But she said it ain’t lit much All year round it’s litmas Towns get disrupt till they evict us
No lean in this cup Whole year on my neck is Christmas (what else, what else) And them boy get lift up Gallie with a back Come round get twister (ight ight) She wanna come round Brixton Coulda went there But she said it ain’t lit much All year round it’s litmas Towns get disrupt till they evict us
Gallie wanna come round Brixton Coulda went there but said it ain’t lit much (ay) They dibblin dabblin mix up (choo) And that shit there some bitch stuff (pff) All year round it’s litmas Towns get disrupt till they evict us (sure) Bro put lean in this cup Straight disgust, now I’m feeling pissed off (more, more) It’s local, where the team is (yeah) Don’t make bro reveal it Distro One heard about two dummies We call it Kel and Kenan (bah) Think that nigga just tweakin Who don’t hear much feel it The cops unforts still hate my guts That’s why they in their feelings (wooh)
No lean in this cup Whole year on my neck is Christmas (what else, what else) And them boy get lift up Gallie with a back Come round get twister (ight ight) She wanna come round Brixton Coulda went there But she said it ain’t lit much All year round it’s litmas Towns get disrupt till they evict us (juggin em, wooh)
No lean in this cup Whole year on my neck is Christmas (what else what else) And them boy get lift up Gallie with a back Come round get twister (ight ight) She wanna come round Brixton Coulda went there But she said it ain’t lit much All year round it’s litmas Towns get disrupt till they evict us (juggin em, wooh)
(Whole year on my neck is Christmas) (what else what else) (All year round it’s litmas) (ight ight) (Whole year on my neck is Christmas)