Eenie Meenie

Swervin'

Sex, Sex

Fuck, RV, yo

I was 16 in the 9, with 16 in the 9

Now I got 6 in the spin, and I got 2 in the doss

None of it ain't for show, try and know I'ma use it on Otts

Head-set that I'm losin' the plot, but he ain't no different from me

Me and him can't sleep in the fire, and ****'s been dissin' the team

Think I wan' pull up on crash, 'cause we got big in the scene

Got the wrong guy, all of my b's on side

I'm in a four-door tourin' this off-block

And told bro it's gonna be a long night

I tried the satnav, wig-hit, lil' shit, wreck and burn these clothes

Owen left when I was Tottenham's top goal scorer, trust me it weren't their fault

How you think that I earned these stripes?

"RV just raps some tunes"

I was baff when I heard these lies

**** know 'bout the shift that I put in

They know I'm on license, and I still take risks, I'm druggin'

They want me back in jail, queuing at Surrey to get my pudding

Bad B comin' to the niff with a D, saw that I slipped my wood in

Mask on when I clip that buffin'

And you wanna count my papers

More time whenever I was smoke

But I still back out my shavers

Chef'd up, done him and that's my strike

Thank God they never found my stalers

RV made front page news, and now I'm famous

I've got all my guys to blow

'Cause they know when we sign that cheque

Or when I buy some smoke

I raised up poor, life ain't no joke

My **** said focus on music

But I still step out on vaults

That washed up blood shit that go

Eenie Meenie Miny Moe

Obvs BK that's rage, anything big get burnt

RV don't care about age, gotta keep this mask on

They have my mug shot on the front page, can't move too mad at shows

Cuh my shot might jump out on stage, I ain't tryna go back in the cage

But I still gotta do this road, I'm still knee-deep in the bando

Can't sleep 'til I move this low, I still gotta stack this bread

I know I'm breaching my license but I still make tracks with hits

Last week I just ran down Otts, and I'm still tryna catch my breath

Damn them ****'s got stamina, do the ting live in the streets

If I catch, I'll dip him on camera

I got a long rap sheet, and I done read some dirt

Me and Headie One, that's two savages, like Lil' Reese on dirt

Don't get yourself killed like JoJo, Mitty wants two of each

Meet lil' shit late at Gobo, there might be Feds but YOLO

I'm still gonna hit that sale, can't stop 'til I sell this brick

I'm still gonna count four twenties and I'm still gonna fold a fifth

One phone controls the strip

And you wanna count my papers

More time whenever I was smoke

But I still back out my shavers

Chef'd up, done him and that's my strike

Thank God they never found my stalers

RV made front page news, and now I'm famous

I've got all my guys to blow

For they know when we sign that cheque

Or when I buy some smoke

I raised up poor, life ain't no joke

My **** said focus on music

But I still step out on vaults

That washed up blood shit that go

Eenie Meenie Miny Moe