Stefflon Don

Ay yo, walkin' over water in my spare time

Rad rhyme, shoot outs in broad daylight

I better end mine, you brains get air time

G Wagon, boss, Oscar de la, Oscar de la Renta

Guts in the Fisker, I wish you fuck **** would

I got the stick tucked

Don't get your baby moms stitched up

I got the mink draggin', dolo in Manhattan

Court side seats by Stefflon Don

We caught the whole row lackin'

Dior vintage, kick the door down

Got a bitch, you heard shots

From the second floor, Lord

They tried to sneak and jump behind the love seat

I seen his nephew with the forty

Hit him in his forehead, he landed on his shorty

I hopped in the Aston Martin Valkyrie, look sporty

I only pay homage to the **** that's before me

These new **** bore me, I ain't sorry

I body you ****, that's the word, shout lullaby

Fuck it, Derrick Jones, too many Flygod clones

My **** in his cell on his cell phone

Sabu dropped across the top rope

Benoit feeling very confident early on in this matchup

Sabu's manager Paul E. Dangerously at ringside

Along with his handler, 911

Hopefully, oh, my God

Did you see him land on his head?

I think he, I think he broke his neck

Paul E. Dangerously and 911 are tending to Sabu

He's not getting up

Referee John Finnegan there as well