[Verse 1 - Jeremiah Jae]
It's cut throat, eyes on the bank load
After the gold done sank below sea, yo
Cold water, no boat, you freeze, post-mortem
Off course, couldn't handle the voyage
Close quarters, black water tide
The block is like the ocean when they paint [?]
Grew around the lake side
When they ride or die, you see pigs fly
Helicopter rides, see it all on Channel 5
She want Chanel, had to change the channel
f** around, leave you swimming in the English Channel
I'm watching BBC, smoking CBD
This is chemistry, my bio on the English Channel
All day re-runs, we don't play
I keep the golden egg, eyes like a Buddha head
Give you a red stripe, no beers