ArrDee x Fumez The Engineer - Plugged In

What you saying? ArrDee Plugged in with Fumez Ha, you lot ain't ready Listen, I would say fuck all the opps But I ain't got no opps Everybody loves me, bruv Trust me, ay, huh? You would think that after all of this buzz Young little ArrDee would pattern up Shit, I must be dumb Got bagged right after I blew in the dinger I rag about I can't blow no chase when I'm off my face In case of the food he was wrapping up I was smiling tryna play cheeky chappy But the jake knew I was blagging, ah Came out of the cells in the mornin', smokin' a B&H blue Cheeky Bars on a million views and a private text from a guy called Fumez I knew what I had to do (trust me) Cook something up new, spin the series different Stumbled into the studio, miffin' I think it's because of the liquor I'm licking I'm bringing all of my beanies with me like they're a part of the gang Cheeky chappy ain't bad I'm the lad that'll roll with a whole bag of gyals like, "Ahhh" 'Cause it's good for my mental Feel presidential the way they salute, I'm a general Oral-B's about, the room's dental, I'm the dentist I'm as real as they fucking come, I can't sit on fences I can't bite my tongue, and couple brother's reckless Everyone I step with, they've been here from early Me and Migz was splitting up a key for thirty Now the thots are thirty and they're proper dirty But they slop it slurply, fuckin' hot and certi I'm a dog and a dog had the kitty purring Clout can't change me as a person, but Last night I went to the block that I used to post on And I thought "This ain't me" (fuck that) Does that mean that I've changed? Maybe We've all gotta elevate someday, see (one day) I know some days seem like there ain't any point anymore Better grit your teeth Chin up and push unless you're some chief In that case, you shouldn't be listening to me (ha) I'm for the winners and real who are willing to kill for their dinners and meals They relate to me 'cause I don't give a fuck how they feel Stay true to myself And of course, I had help But I still thank me and nobody else (nobody else) I'm the reason that I'm at where I'm at Why I pop bottles like it's good for my health (ah) They ain't though, (no) Been a stand-up guy from day, though They can't mould me into what they want I ain't Play-Doh, I ain't plastic I ain't gangster, this ain't gang biz I'm just me, ArrDee, I don't chat shit (no way) I was broke when I got my pack flipped When you poor, though you don't get taught how to play with money Shit, I never stacked it I was blowing on my shit on some madness On some badness, white boy antics Bare gyal in the shoobs on packet (bare gyal) Had this before I was established I'm match fit and they could never match this They chat shit, now I'm up and I've bagged it I'm the kid that they wanna collab with (ay) Ay, mouthy bastard, that's ArrDee (ah) But I'm 'bout to chart and go party Before I'm 'bout to jump in that 'nani I might have a bath in Barcardi (erugh) Nasty, freaky girl but she classy I eat it out then I clart it I need to tell the details of the shit that I've seen Need therapy, she keep telling me (I hear that) But I'm good with my weed and Hennessy (hah) Told Fumez "I need that melody," you smelling me? And she don't believe ArrDee when he's yacked off Hennessey (why not?) No cap, I'm tryna' double-tap with that yat She's gonna' let me smash 'cause I rap Plugged in like Fumez, and all that, hah ArrDee, ArrDee Ah, I'm out, haha Fumez The Engineer