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(Swifta Production) I've got a black ski mask, but I don't ski But I snowboard, dash an MC off-piste (trust) If one of you try and violate me You get a punch in the face with my front door key (yes) Punch in the neck with my back door key (yes) Box in the mouth with my key Box in the eye with the fob I use to log into my HSBC Talk about banks? Kill 'em with Ps Run up in your girl's house with two of my Gs (trust) Get the money out, put the money in his mouth Then suffocate man with about two Gs (serious) Suffocate man with about four Gs (serious) Suffocate man, then I might just breeze (yeah) I'll bury man two foot shallow Ain't got time to dig six feet deep These MCs and rappers wanna chat 'bout their syllables And their multis and their similes And all that shit, then I come through with my ABC (yeah) Girls and man are like "Jme's deep" Bare pictures when they see me on street Old school rudeboy like Crazy T (woo) All you man don't want it with me I'm a bad rudeboy, badboy MC Say my name, Jme Nostradamus couldn't see me (yeah) Expelliarmus couldn't stop me (woo) How could a man with a uni degree Be bussing up mic and chatting his greaze? (Yeah) 'Cause the music originated And will always remain in the streets What about? (Yeah) Man don't care 'bout all that (flex, flex) You're blotting now (flexin') Man don't care 'bout all that (flexin', call yo' bredrin) Who's not allowed? (Text it) Man don't care 'bout all that (flexin') Knock him out (flexin') Man don't care 'bout all that (flexin', flexin') What about? (Flexin') Man don't care about all that (flexin', flexin') Just drop him out (flexin') Man don't care 'bout all that (flexin', yo, call yo' bredrin) I'll just crop him out (text it) Man don't care about all that (flexin') He's forgotten 'bout (flexin') 'Cause man don't care about all that, yeah (flexin') 'Cause I'm the most immediate, he's just an old school idiot (idiot) Ain't doing local things, but we be them local geezers (yeah) Just look at my list of friends as he holds 'em up with tweezers (uh) Yeah, man used to move that white, yeah, we be them old school dealers She's lighting up some sensis, he's lighting up amnesias (amnesias) I'm 'bout to get it started, I'm 'bout to get amnesia'd (amnesia'd) Man might have to move up Thelma, might have to touch Louise's (yeah) 'Cause at the top it's just us, yeah, man had to quote Lil Reese's Like Batman, da-na-da-na-da-na Hardest, just let me confirm it Loafers just have to be Hermès Burners, went bap and hit Bernard Hot furnace, I'm back with big burners That's my spot, I'm back with that permit Pulled that pistol back and then burn it Friday shit, I bap and big worm it Excuse me? What? Pardon? (Huh?) I had to just ask 'em Iron Man, the MAC'll just Stark 'em Man's like Buu, I'm back with that Majin Like Adam and Eve, I'm back in that garden Wah de bloodclart, I'm back, the don gorgon Started off light, I think, and then darkened Hollowman, Jme, I'm done talking (cheez) Kill 'em with D (switch it), kill an MC Digestives, cinnamon tea (yeah) Ain't no filling them shoes (shoes), 'cause they still on his feet (feet) Man's down south hustling with no gold grill in his teeth (grill in his teeth) What about? (Yeah) Man don't care 'bout all that (flexin', flexin') You're blotting now (flexin') Man don't care 'bout all that (flexin', call yo' bredrin) Who's not allowed? (Text it) Man don't care 'bout all that (flexin') Knock him out (flexin') Man don't care 'bout all that (flexin', flexin') What about? (Flexin') Man don't care about all that (flexin', flexin') Just drop him out (flexin') Man don't care 'bout all that (flexin', yo, call yo' bredrin) I'll just crop him out (text it) Man don't care about all that (flexin') He's forgotten 'bout (flexin') 'Cause man don't care about all that, yeah (flexin')
Writer(s): Jamie Adenuga, Omari Mosi Woolley, Jason Neville Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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