[Verse]
I hear these f**boys gossiping
These trap rappers real funny, Miss Joseline
'Cause they ain't never been where Potters been, exercise yard with a bag of man waffling
Front room, both bedrooms cropping it
Big buds looking green goblin
I'm just trying to get it like co*ky did
Breaking down parcel after parcel with my donny Diz
Came home dead broke, had to [?]
Still ride for a belly like Ronnie Biggs
So high, head up in the clouds, head up in the clouds, definitely aroused
f** her tushy ouch in french knickers and high heels
Titties look better when they're out
I don't need a dab of MD but all I seem to see is a bag of envy now
Everybody badder than me, I just want to get the cash and then leave
Road got me trapped I can't breath
Still gotta trap I can't sleep
Napping on the A13, on another expedition
Exercise all my demons, no exorcism
Double wraps clinging
Dope spot minging
Line still ringing
Me I ain't a loser, Charlie Sheen winning
They ain't got no shame, house rave pilling
[x2]I don't know what predicaments them man been in