It's 3M, know what I'm sayin'?
Toronto to the U.K. (late nights, it's me and bro DeeJayM0 mix it)
Shoutout my nigga Bvlly (5ive music)
Shoutout 5ivebeatz
Loss is worth a lesson, how I turned it to a win (to a win)
See I'm skinny wit' a blicky, how I'm flexin' wit' no gym (how I'm flexin'?)
And I dodged a couple raid
I changed my phone and switched my sim
And momma prayin' for me in this crazy world of sin (shoutout)
So how these niggas tryna slide when I got Lenny by my wing
Wit' a .30 on his side and he won't hesitate to rinse?
And I'm that nigga on my block, and bitch, I grew up on the Finch
Steady slidin' on your block, I haven't seen him ever since (skrrt)
And I'm like, "Nigga, don't be lackin' for the fashion with them AirPods"
Magicians get to creepin' up and clappin', you won't hear none
Youngins came through, lightin' up your block just like a flare gun
And look him in his eyes when he talkin', only fear God
Plug is downstairs, "Yo, Frenchy, can you bring him up?"
And if that work bad, next time he comes, I might stick him up
Leave him on the side of the road until they pick him up
And if I lose all of my dough, she'll probably switch it up
Screamin' free the real 'cause half my niggas doin' bids
Grindin' hard up in the bando, put some food up in the fridge
Niggas fake, and they ain't loyal, they so quick to burn a bridge
So I did it on my own, and they just mad I did it big
And my nigga Pengö said, "I got some niggas tryna fly me"
In the U.K. at the show, tryna find me a new dime piece
With-with my nigga Cheko skrttin', got my 'Mails right beside me (skrrt-skrrt)
Bvlly with me studio trappin', spittin' on the fire 5ivebeat (5ivebeat)
We rumble with silverbacks, in the jungle where killers at
Argue, I ain't into that, if I talk then I'm spittin' facts
It's okay, baby, I bought a chopper, can you hide this AK, baby?
My spot is hot, so can I trust you as my safe, baby?
What would you do if I told you stash 100K, baby?
And if I die, would you give it to my mama, baby?
Or would you spend it on yourself down in Bahamas, baby?
Trap house is scary when the neighbour's dogs are barkin'
They know we up, the streets is 'nough, the walls are talkin'
And when they mention us to soldiers, get to marchin'
And if they spot him out in U.K., they'll hawk him
And this the type of shit that happens very often
I know she got a man, but why she movin' like she single?
Do you want me, 'cause I'm 'bout to pop just like a pimple?
And I just want to fuck, so baby, I'ma keep it simple
And I ain't gon' leave the city till the U.K. screamin' triple
I'm the hottest in my city, ask around, my city know it
If you ridin' then you write it, fuck the talkin', baby, show it
And I'm tryna go on tour wit' my nigga on a private plane
Designer steppin' wit' my set, it's dancin' on my diamond chain
They say I go hard, I need a break, they say I grind insane
Plus I always smile no matter what, but I be hidin' pain
(Late nights, it's me and bro DeeJayM0 mix it)
It's okay, baby, I bought a chopper, can you hide this AK, baby?
My spot is hot, so can I trust you as my safe, baby?
What would you do if I told you stash 100k, baby?
And if I die, would you give it to my mama, baby?
Or would you spend it on yourself down in Bahamas, baby?