Hello Hi (feat. Sai So, Skore Beezy & Skeamer)

Elis on the beat... I think that they got man twisted I think that they got man twisted Ay, yo I think that they got man twisted 10s and 20s got 'em movin' all different I told broski to leave that chat But he way too stubborn he just won't listen Bad B wants to add it to the AP She face D, she don't know about patience Henny for the pain, no chaser, it's blatant I ain't into no mixer, ay (go) yo Heard I'm outstanding, no man on my side They gettin' gassed at the things that we did last year, that's funny but I ain't surprised UK tings all rushin' into German line, not strong, I be sellin' no fad though Only G checked out, I got her a Benz Shells that we miss, that's 100 bags (on God) Been on the map, hello, hi, mandem know it's me They don't even know what I spent on my wardrobe So it's only right that I get shit free I told bro, "Put your money where your mouth is" and he came back VVs in his teeth Demon turf, tryna settle the score, man schemin' that's OJ beaten (ay) I think that they got man twisted 10s and 20s got 'em movin' all different I told broski to leave that chat But he way too stubborn he just won't listen Bad B wants to add it to the AP She face D, she don't know about patience Henny for the pain, no chaser, it's blatant I ain't into no mixer (on God) Just know that we doin' it bad, step through the door like, "Hello, hi!" Bro's outside sellin' bag, goin' ham, make west like Declan Rice Do it like Bucker and everything nice (woah, on God) No way that we loose on portion or frauding, we ain't doin' it twice That-that-that-that-that B's down for the demons She wanna flex with the gang but you know it ain't cuffin' season Just put this whap in the bag, 10s and 20s and thousands We just wanna see more paper, big guap pay it back, ain't no tazer Guap stay hot like it came from Asia (whoosh) You man are gettin' it twisted Plungin' the back of the neck and the ribcage, so I left him twisted Can't violate score, can't violate cycle (never) on my life I'll risk it (word) I'm OJB, so I link JB with the biscuit, whoosh, whoosh (on God) Pull up, see the hole block dip, I see the whole block mannequin challenge Same way I see the block slide an' slip Had a man's gang snuck on my slap, linked in, now I got a bull stuck in my crib Give it to my young boy with six in the spin like, "Oh, you better not miss" Put the man, block out the day, 100, got Brody up there, 100 Anglo Saxon tear up jumpers, little nigga relax! Rolex stuck on the left, make pretty girl lose their breath I couldn't take her to the show, that I could, but I took shawty to the flax I think that they got man twisted 10s and 20s got 'em movin' all different I told broski to leave that chat But he way too stubborn he just won't listen Bad B wants to add it to the AP She face D, she don't know about patience Henny for the pain, no chaser, it's blatant I ain't into no mixer Just know that we doin' it bad, step through the door like, "Hello, hi!" Bro's outside sellin' bag, goin' ham, make west like Declan Rice Do it like Bucker and everything nice (woah, on God) No way that we loose on portion or frauding, we ain't doin' it twice (on God) Stepped in the place like, "Hello, hi, come outside, one of you, oi" Pull up and shoot like Listo Roy' it, doin' all that, shout, "That my boy"! I gotta pork her, I got no choice, your boy just ratted, the man just voy O-OT, had it banked like Lloyds, your boys on chattings, the mans just noise It's all lit 'round here man, stretch that, do it like JP done it in Leicester It's a family ting like Fester, and they fill him up, blocked like Nesta Let's spin this coupe, not Tesla, young G's pull up all rude on Vespas Fill 'em with guaps, ain't doin' no testers I think that they got man twisted 10s and 20s got 'em movin' all different I told broski to leave that chat But he way too stubborn he just won't listen Bad B wants to add it to the AP She face D, she don't know about patience Henny for the pain, no chaser, it's blatant I ain't into no mixer (on God) Just know that we doin' it bad, step through the door like, "Hello, hi!" Bro's outside sellin' bag, goin' ham, make west like Declan Rice Do it like Bucker and everything nice (woah, on God) No way that we loose on portion or frauding, we ain't doin' it twice (On God) Elis on the beat...