Me, I'll never cut the grease

You better not count to three

By then I'll be hittin' speeds

You might see me on the seas

I'm on the road with a summer's breeze

That's 'cause the roof comes off

You might see me in the submarine

I got the submarine

'Cause I'm about to go in deep

Don't pretend you got love for me

I don't share bad company

They say that bad luck comes in threes

My future looked over bleak

I'm just glad I've been payin' tax

'Cause these days I see loads of police

These days I say no to peace

They were gangsters back then but these days they're nobodies

I do big shows overseas

This is artwork like the Mona Lis'

I don't go in these days, I go underneath

But you can do that when you got a submarine

Lookin' at the world through tinted windows

I can make it pop like Pringles

Dem man wanna get involved

But I just put it in stealth mode

Stickin' to the road like Velcro

And the calipers are red like Elmo

It's not a Batman ting anymore

It's not a three bedroom ting anymore

I told them I'm gonna need LED lights

And I think I'm gonna need to put them in floor

'Cause I need the lightin' right

Have you ever seen lightnin' strike?

Two on the front, one on the back

It's nothin' like a cyclin' bike

You might see me in a submarine

Me, I'll never cut the grease (Cut the grease)

You better not count to three (Count to three)

By then I'll be hittin' speeds

You might see me on the seas

I'm on the road with a summer's breeze (Summer's breeze)

That's 'cause the roof comes off

You might see me in the submarine

I used to be the writin' type

I had books and books full of lyrics

But now it's just me and the mic

I talk to it like I would a psychiatrist

I'm from the roads where the fire is

If you're gassed you're gonna need heat

And you might have to make some enquiries

When you see me I'm with the lioness

With them golden curls drippin' in finesse

When I seen that the roof came off, I just knew from there I was buyin' this

And now I got shit to lose, I gotta get a grip of this violence

And now I got shit to lose, I gotta get a grip of this

Feels like I see so many diamonds these days that I might go and get some prescription lenses

I had to forget about friendships, Balenciagas and Fendis

I've got man talkin' about my road type reputation like it was horrendous

Did he forget? Make him remember

I was tacklin' man like a defender

I was gloved up in a blender

Mixin' the fizzy with the Bangla

Sendin' it out with an agenda

I was eighteen years old and I had five workers all shottin' off then

To the point that I had to jump over the fence

I had money burried under golf course back then

And it never got spent

You might see me in a submarine

Me, I'll never cut the grease (Cut the grease)

You better not count to three (Count to three)

By then I'll be hittin' speeds

You might see me on the seas

I'm on the road with a summer's breeze (Summer's breeze)

That's 'cause the roof comes off

You might see me in the submarine

Treason's breakin' the law

The declaration of war

If the shades came off you woulda saw

It's a golden bull on the front of the car, not a horse

Dem man are still talkin' about pen when I'm in Lamborghini talkin' Huracán

Give me a sparklin' water, 'cause I've put a payment down of two hundred and ten

If anybody thought it was a lease, he should guess again

I'm famous to the famous guys, when I walk in the room everybody gets tense

(Tense, tense, tense, tense, tense, tense)

I said I'm famous to the famous guys, when I walk in the room everybody gets

You might see me in a submarine

Me, I'll never cut the grease (Cut the grease)

You better not count to three (Count to three)

By then I'll be hittin' speeds

You might see me on the seas

I'm on the road with a summer's breeze (Summer's breeze)

That's 'cause the roof comes off

You might see me in the submarine

You might see me in a submarine

Me, I'll never cut the grease (Cut the grease)

You better not count to three (Count to three)

By then I'll be hittin' speeds

You might see me on the seas

I'm on the road with a summer's breeze (Summer's breeze)

That's 'cause the roof comes off

You might see me in the submarine