(That's Chucks)
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Yeah, yeah
Hunch (yeah, yeah)
In the UK, I'm in Bottega
Hit the deli then bodega
Smokin' zaza, this for flavors (smokin' zaza, that's for flavors)
They bought rusties, I bought stainless
Got the AP and the stainless
One for casual, one for haters (grrah)
Hunch
We got workers with no papers, if the police run up in here
Then it's straight up immigration
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Five years with no vacation, re-up very frequent
So the bando isn't vacant (vacant)
In the streets I don't pay no tax (yeah, yeah)
In the streets I was good in maths (yeah, yeah)
And the streets knows that I do not cap (yeah, yeah)
Amiris jeans, that's a bag on my lap (yeah, yeah)
Ace in double it got me too attached (yeah, yeah)
BMW's and Bentleys and Wraiths (yeah, yeah)
Guess today is fuck up the bank (yeah, yeah)
Wicked (wicked)
We don't cap, but this shit fitted (this shit fitted, no cap, uh)
When I talk, I tell her listen (I tell her listen)
Listen (listen)
I don't care about no image
Hunch, I give pictures to my nitty, Lenny
Really with it (with it)
Stainless, burner, you go missin' (grrah)
From them trenches got my blessings
My brothers with me
And there's nothin' that I'm fearin', yeah (yeah, yeah)
Hunch (yeah, yeah)
In the UK, I'm in Bottega
Hit the deli then bodega
Smokin' zaza, this for flavors (smokin' zaza, that's for flavors)
They bought rusties, I bought stainless
Got the AP and the stainless
One for casual, one for haters (grrah)
We got workers with no papers, if the police run up in here
Then it's straight up immigration
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Five years with no vacation, re-up very frequent
So the bando isn't vacant