Wait for me, I shot the informer Nowadays, when I speak, it's a big saga Nowadays, I collab with the weed farmer Nowadays, I link the plug by the sea harbour Look at this charva, he did Glen Parva When it was Notts v. London, it was Glen Starva Now it's Prada Prada And they want an autograph, I'ma need a marker But I still got them on the block, like Peter Parker Fuck close protection, I need body armour Me naked? You must be drinking Molly water Or sniffing cocaine like your baby father, you silly bitch I'm in the ugly, but this is where I'm comfiest Don't you know I built my name on them country strips? We know he don't run lines, he only runs his lips I'm in East, we got a hundred guns, hundred clips I know your mum's heart's burning 'cause her son's a snitch I'm head to toe Supreme like a young McGriff I got two white girls swapping tons of spit And I don't smoke paigans, I smoke ganja spliffs You can try and you can die, but why run the risk? I got my young bull with me who always comes equipped I throw B's, I throw C's and the number six And I ain't rappin' 'bout the millions that I'm humble with Wait for me, I shot the informer With a little black star like I been Ghana I been trapping since the Nokia pin charger I keep the hotline running like Mo Farrah Look at this charva, trapping out the plaza In my weed shop, smoking on some Perm Marker When I fly first class I watch The Godfather Where you from? You lose your life for the wrong answer I'm the nicest, somehow I'm still the hungriest Blowing weed and pouring liquor for the ones we miss I miss nanny 'cause she never let the undies in And for the violations, she knows we bunned his skin You better say it with your chest, fuck all that mumbling And when I hit him in his back, he started tumbling I can't wait to fry that sausage like a Cumberland I'm schooling kids in the East like Cumberland I don't know if they're just bitches or just sons of 'em I've had blocks from Southampton to Sunderland I done Feltham, Ashfield, and Huntercombe Now I take trap stars and make plugs of 'em Wait for me, I shot the informer Nowadays, when I speak it's a big saga Nowadays, I collab with the weed farmer Nowadays, I link the plug by the sea harbour Look at this charva, he did Glen Parva When it was Notts v. London, it was Glen Starva Now it's rada-rada And they want a autograph, I'ma need a marker, haha Thanks for hating