Social Distancing

Grace (okay), grace It's goin' down, got a new escape I got a double S on my facemask (ayy) Try keep it contained (oi), heard you pray Heard you wanna get saved Get dropped like an heart attack Run along, refrained from lookin' back, I mind Sick, I'm bad to the bone and emotional Did a year of this course to control it all, warned you Way too chilled and incredible Pick what you ridicule then get rid of you Smoke in my lungs when I'm standin' up, pedestal The flow, flow one that F is gonna fuck wit' you for life (fucker) Bitch, don't ask me why when I'm in it (uh-uh) Wrist to your face, motherfucker, I'm a menace I ain't never been a bully, but my body to your body I block you like Dennis (woah), throw you up like vomit (yeah) Press that, press that I got one like nine lives Babe, gimme that adrenaline Think I got blood in my red wine And I got a rod in my right hand Na-na, na-na One like nine lives Babe, gimme that- (ooh) Think I got blood in my red wine And I got a rod in my right hand Na-na, na-na Press that, press that And I got one like nine lives Babe, gimme that adrenaline Think I got blood in my red wine I would not deny (flow) you for the night (check) Look, I been askin' for these things to align (come on) Loads in my brain, that's a mood for my mind When you do fall in love, that shit is a fright (facts) Uh, these figures that I just acquired I'm too real, uh, never my attire I ain't never been tired (uh-uh), just a little bit hammered (fire) Jump out this ride and into the hammer You spazzin', don't amend my manners You know I ain't lackin' (uh-uh), hate when that happens You goin' bananas (yeah-yeah), zero to savage You can't even salvage the rest of this wreckage You can't ever manage, load that I'm packin' I came from the gutter, the fuck is relaxin'? Mum hate when I talk that (mummy) But she raised a baby that don't ever take crap So come off my back, nigga, this ain't no horse ride (ooh) Press that, press that I got one like nine lives Babe, gimme that adrenaline Think I got blood in my red wine And I got a rod in my right hand Na-na, na-na One like nine lives Babe, gimme that- (ooh) Think I got blood in my red wine And I got a rod in my right hand Na-na, na-na Press that, press that And I got one like nine lives Babe, gimme that adrenaline Think I got blood in my red wine (ha) Ooh, ooh, inside Hit the lights, do it right Skin dark, melanise Orange rice, hood my heart Pay us out, mum is proud Read my palms (huh) In the South, bro's outside Pushin' bikes, rubber bands That shit snaps, too much pounds On my life, I ain't ever count this much cash (huh) Hmm, I just love to renovate Come inside, smash up plates Hold your face, boot your cage (hmm) Listen, when the day breaks Whenever we get together, that day is my getaway London-land, Brotherland (huh), I'm defendin' mine Metal prisms through the skies, guess which one I fly Received too much shit that I didn't want Now I'm comin' for everything that I ever wanted (ooh) Press that, press that I got one like nine lives Babe, gimme that adrenaline Think I got blood in my red wine And I got a rod in my right hand Na-na, na-na One like nine lives Babe, gimme that- (ooh) Think I got blood in my red wine And I got a rod in my right hand Na-na, na-na Press that, press that And I got one like nine lives Babe, gimme that adrenaline Think I got blood in my red wine (ha, ooh)