[Intro]
Yo!
Yo Mikey, right now me a gunna put on me white shoes
An' me white socks, wit' me white laces
An' white trousers, an' white shirt, white blazer
Me a gunna load up me white gun wit dem white bullets an' buss a white shot inna ya black bumbaclarrt!
Alright den, RUN THE TRACKKK!
[Verse 1]
London's bunned down, take a look around it's run down
You see them lickle youths have guns now, bussin' them guns now
And for the dough f**ing with d** now
We need it and don't give a f** how
f** what I look like, fresh crepz and if my hood's Nike
If you ain't got my dough then it's good night
co*k back and "BRAP BRAP"
2 shots up in your black cap
My n***as eating you like fat chaps
'Cuz we don't have that, tracking n***as down like Sat-navs
You best stay low like Cadillac's, the road's my habitat
But still I'm like Crack-a-Jack ???
Hit Marbella beach come back and pack tools
I'll hustle where there are 16's and ???
Or put me on the street, I'll eat and I'm full
And yeah I've been run down, never been smacked up
Yeah I've got a gun now
n***as looking for me well I'm looking for them c*nts now
It's a manhunt now, clicked out the sh** out
It don't seem fun now
BUSSIN' off the gun now
And I ain't no gangster
But you ain't no Pacino, and I ain't no wa*ker
And kids carry shanks like it's fashion now hooded up
New York, New Era hats that's the fashion now
And I ain't giving fashion tips, but I'll be on some other sh**
And still murk you with some Dolce and Gabbana sh**