[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