[Intro: Krept]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Krept]
Suck your mum, foolish prick (Fool)
Bust your gun, stop talking shit
If I call akhi (Brr), you'll see what I done
It’s champagne papi (Wait)
Alhamdulillah, act up, get one in the car (Bow)

[Verse 2: Dave]
Me and bro in a buss down rental
Pissed cah the rideout unsuccessful
Had a wasted trip from Central
Should've invoiced my man for the petrol
That girl got a shape that's dreadful
Pencil, body come thin like Red Bull
My young G on a rise, Kensal
True, my little nigga outlines like stencils

[Verse 3: Krept]
Um, bros on deck (Nah), beef online (Nah)
No, I’m not Krept
Ask my accountant for this year's profit
Only time that I'm doing loads on net (Brr)
My young niggas on smoke this season (Smoke)
They want more guns like Freeman (Bow)
I test out the Aventador
That's a goat in a Lambo, how can I be a vegan? (Skrrt)

[Verse 4: Dave]
How could I be a vegetarian?
Still got a fish, I'm a pesceterian
She acting up, I'm airing it
Cut that baby out, caesarean
I got slim-thick, tall and short tings
Fuck your tings, I got options
I ain't cuffing that girl, that's nonsense
Giving that white, then blue like Tottenham

[Verse 5: Dave]
So, what are you saying?
I don’t know about them man
But us man know not to write statements
My bro got shots for his flavours
Same way we got shots for our paigons
Young G in a new country taking over
That’s colonisation
Fuck your organisation, hating
You must think that we're gaming
My bigger bro did him inside out
That’s hand-eye coordination
That nigga there should've dropped that day
True say, the mandem did save him
Now, he wanna call out paigon
Raging, how you gonna make that statement?

[Verse 6: Krept]
At this wage, how are them man still bragging? (How?)
Oh, that's your babes? Then why me and her still shagging? (Whore)
My white boy hollered me (Brr)
Said these new straps quality
Knock-knock, who's there?
Sallam aki isa; isa who? It’s a robbery (Bumbaclart)
Bro fresh out of the cell (You know)
Might come round there as well (Skrrt)
Look at this prick, fucking up drip
Stab man now in Chanel (Shred)
Lil' bro got a shotty in the car with
More black dots than a password (Yah)
Then he said, "Akh, what the bumba?"
Put the arm to your chest like Wakanda (Wakanda forever)