Tekst Utworu
Yo
Yeh MushKilla that
Losing Sleep
Running from neeks
Same shit running repeat
Im gunning down beats
Everything bookie fucked up everything peak
When I've got these sheep all running from me
I'm brewing up beat like lemon and tea
I'm shining billing up vitamin D
I'm grinding gully energy I’m me I’m winding
All day man are chirpsing, rhyming
Psilocybin in my blood, vibsing
Melody riding, 3 plus 7 I’m wining
Dining, Eating, Smoking, Beating
No sleep, duck and I’m leaving
Can't stop dreaming, heavy weight Kush I leave your whole team in
Big foot no xany, cold champagne and papis
Smoke up with a nice girl I’m happy
Your bird belling my phone, she’s checking I’m home
And calling me Daddy
Chirpsed on had your Helen an Sally
Jump in the Addison Lee and text me the addy
Girls got me broke like Cali, listen
We dip and we get the work in
Negative energy swerving
Billing up dubs and burnin
London to Berlin
We dip and we get the work in
Negative energy swerving
Billing up dubs and burnin
East London to Berlin
Backstrap pollen, wrongen
I'm licked off my rock at shubz I get the rave lil poppin
10/10 fat zoot I track the lot in
Sideways lean and bopping
When I start up no stopping me
Head down and penning my prophecy
Honestly fuck an apology
My energy mighty
Throw freezing I see no ice B
No more, stepping it up like Wiley
I'm in my prime G, fuck you try me
Too much talk I come with the XL sauce
Of course, your vibe too dead way too tiny
Little bit lazy, I get my shit done that don’t phase me
Skinny don bars XL too weighty
Slick with the hitlist, big John with the way I take aim G
Man I feel something bubbling lately
Cook up the cake B
Whip up the sauce
Obie Wan, hood up loose with the force
Don't be long 10/10 in the draw
We dip and we get the work in
Negative energy swerving
Billing up dubs and burnin
London to Berlin
We dip and we get the work in
Negative energy swerving
Billing up dubs and burnin
East London to Berlin
Tryna get on track
Positive vibe no hate I'm on that
New drip bait I’m belling em on black
Some fat form contact
Looking for love, good chat
Nice rack and a big back, slick chat
Roll up the rhythm and hit that
Man I been hearing way too much chit chat
Negative vibe no go, I bin that
Battle I win that
Well I’m on bare love no hate
Serenading 2 plus 8, lips statty
I got the naughty syntax
Back to the gaff, sit back
Chat shit and I’m in that
Levitate and I’m feeling great
It's feather weight season mate
I'll penetrate beats all day
Lean up renegade steal your date
Mush Killa tho
Easy
What you telling me, breezy
Written by: Alexander Murden, Fybe:one, Greg Haynes

