Peligro (feat. Dave)

Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Let's start it off like this, nice and easy Come flow with the linguo Weed smoke, but don't open the window Light up, man's smokin' the Indo Click-clack, door open and bingo Two straps, named Jimbo and Ringo Pink top, I stepped out in flamingo Big boss, I stepped out with a bimbo And I hate to lose, but feels nice when you win though I clocked the damage English boy just came through, nigga, what's the panic? Clocked the "what the fuck"s and nigga clocked the "dammit!"s Fuck that geezer, fuck that game and fuck that marriage Man's just cheeky, man's just neeky, plus embarrassed Why's he even speaking or discussing talent? Man can't even breathe in his disgusting palace Man can't even leave when niggas buck that ballad Better aim for respect, cuz Aim for the cheque, blud, better aim for the neck, cuz Just take out a next yout, then take out a next one Eat up a man's food, then eat up a next one Lost the strap? Then take up a next gun You're about as fake as the next yout, and he's as fake as the next one I just switched that whip, I gotta bait up a next one I just make me a hit, and make up a next one I clocked the damage English boy just came through, nigga shocked the planet What you talkin' about? Trust me Oh, they thought it was just me? We got bare shit over there, man, you get me? Tell my man come off the road Go get a job and salary Them man sell Diet Coke That food's got zero calories Them jewels like jiggerdy-jaggerdy That diamond's got zero clarity I don't wanna get pissed off See a man lift off, that's zero gravity Anyway, actually Who's that girl with her back to me? I was gonna move to her then, but I left it Let the convo come naturally Then Man ah just run that casually Big cougar ting on all fours Man, it feels like I've got a tiger tryna tackle me She said: "you're a little cub, don't fight it" Fam, I could've lost my vision Ask Hus, the punder was blindin' Now a lot of man are talking violent Everyone been out here ridin' But manna just call them Simba Dem man are just kings of lying Dem man are just lyin' kings They ain't coppin' no diamond rings And fucking Swarovski crystals They ain't putting no white in cling They ain't givin' out light and dark, or dark or light, or either thing Your Mr. still pickin' up Qs M-R, that's a minor risk Remember when man came through Not one of them girls were flirtin' 'Til Jus pulled up in a Jurgen Klopp BM That's an angry German Man are not bad in person I'm with guys that are ridin' solo That'll do it like Ralph Lauren That's one long stick and a blacked out polo Two brownin's wanna come to the Vale Like "David, when you gonna send that postcode?" Tell her meet me at the station No location, everything local 25 minutes on tube Everyting cool, everything sorted And the girl that I linked was peng But her friend ain't nice so everyting awkward