Introstyle (I'm so FTR)

Ay-la

Want me

Aye, want me, aye

Want me ****

Yo

They want me nicked phone the plot

I hate these snitches, swear to God

Me straps still buried with the bugs

Had to hide it 'cause it's hot

In this world, it's dog eat dog

Watch me make it out the fog

Two guns up, I'll go out smoking, fuck the rats and all these jokers

In the trap house chilling with Mary, coulda been a wasted journey

Gotta get rid of this Bobby and out the white gun early

In the George catch chilling with fears, the ones with broken dreams

**** the consequences tell the judge free the team

I could never be no witness, I could never be no victim, no

My freedom might risk it, gotta keep the money consistent

All these snakes and rats, you gotta keep them at a distance

In the blink of an eye watch me risk it all, like I never took a risk before

Skid up score

Running up in your bando like I've been here before

Could've just knocked, but I came here to rob

That's why I kick off the door

Too much sauce, strap black like my trainers

Everyone get on the floor

Blink of an eye, watch you lose it all, like I never took a risk at all

Big or small, me I take the chance if it's gonna make me more

Bankrolls (bankrolls)

If it's gonna make me more

Bankrolls (bankrolls)

I just bought a new wap and watch me bust it (bust it)

OT with my trappers, watch us bust it

For the riches, pull up, hop out, bang, pull up in public

On me way to the money, jug, jugging to the morning

Red rum in reverse, with my Scousers 'bout to purge

But baby I'm so FTR, here's a whopper for your purse

If a fuckboy tries to move to you, shoot him where it hurts

I'll grab you out that jam and slap a T5 in reverse

They want me whacked, they want me gone

But I can't go like that so it's on

Big fat shells go in the john

Fry the rats like bacon on

In this world it's dog eat dog

Kick a door and rob a crop

Bean bags full I'll go out running, tell the money that I'm coming

On the M-way to Cardiff 'cause I'm linked with the waff

Do the math, you know Scousers do the map

Dirt bike came, doing wheelies while I'm sitting on the back

Feeling crazy watch me wave it, 'cause a **** heart attack

I'm moving reckless in the club, Armani bag holding the snub

They tell me "Tremzy you a star", oh I came up out the mud

That's L-8 to be precise, if they don't like me lad that's life

I'm a plumber in the night, I met your girl I gave her pipe

I just bought a new wap and watch me bust it

OT with my trappers, watch us bust it

For the riches, pull up, hop out, bang, pull up in public

On me way to the money, jug, juggin' to the morning

Red rum in reverse, with my Scousers 'bout to purge

But baby I'm so FTR, here's a whopper for your purse

If a fuckboy tries to move to you, shoot him where it hurts

I'll grab you out that jam and slap a T5 in reverse