Oud

Why your boy so smooth?

You know I keep upping the moves

Aims high and we shoot

Sky's the limit, I'm the motherfucking truth

I'm that motherfucker

Heaven-sent like Gabriel to Arsenal

Like a Gunner

I'm a Gunna

Pushing P and pushing packs like parcels

Understand this shit is never personal

Never catch me kicking with no bitches I'm uncertain of

I drip clean

If a brother do me dirty though

His fam are gonna end up on the news like, "Tell us what you know"

Oud

I'm getting so paid, I should have my own bank

Can't mess with the wave, make an opp walk plank

Just give me my props

I been playing my role

Never phased by a loss

I'm Ronaldo with the goals

Why your boy so smooth?

And I keep upping the moves

Aims high and we shoot

Sky's the limit, I'm the motherfucking truth

Oud

This shit got me in the mood

The wave is tearing down the roof

There is nothing they can do

(Hit spitters)