I-I-I-I-I love Chris Rich

Let me tell you what I do know

Stack fat like Sumo

Ayy, do it and done him

Retro

Tru-truth be told, me I'm good on my Jones

Ain't nobody wanna battle with bro

Don't shit me though, what you mean he told?

Yo, I used to let him inna my home

Hooyo tried warn me about these foes

Showed me how little I know

And I didn't wan' listen, guess who's missin'?

As soon as your boy turnt low, them

And they don't want smoke, blem, friends

I ain't got loads, tense

When you buck my ****

We pull triggers, we don't pretend when

We get 'round, we don't make no sound

They do gang for clout

Mindi-mindi come long like crouch

Ouch, screamin' out, "How?"

Our block ain't vacant

When it's more than 50, look

Me, I'm on the backroads, dodgin' these cops

I don't want my Jack Jones

I don't wanna get stopped its tucked

'Cah I can't lack

The boy love cap like snapback

'Round here, stuffin' pairs like blackjack

I don't back chat

If I back that, make a fuckboy backtrack

Let me-let me tell you what I do know

Stack fat like Sumo

Flip packs judo, broski soon home

See if I make a cats nose turn red, like Rudolph

Ay do it and dun him

Was it me or bro? Yo, who knows?

Play my position on the field like Bruno

Same time, I wanna make it home like Ludo

3AM on the high road

Might splash a man down 'til I hear his high notes

Watch a boy leak like biro

Never ran from them pricks, only 5-0

Nee-naw

Never settled for less, gotta see more

Mummy ain't impressed thought I'd be more

Lately, I been stressed, gotta reach for

Yeah, I reach for my mindi

When I'm all alone, it assists me

Don't stop, touch bones like Dixy

Your girlfriend on my phone, sayin', "Pick me"

Aw shit, G

Control your missus in the bando

Keep an eye on the diddus

With my Rambo, come longer than midget

No tobacco, got smoke for a idiot's idiots

You-you can get sent to the sky like angel

If I put a hole in you, bagel

She only rollin', she know that I'm stable

No labels, I ain't bookin' no table

She ungrateful, but she sweet like maple

So, she might get a bit of my time

If it ain't the cash callin' I decline

Take time, you don't wanna see my bros rewind

Shit, shit, I meant reverse

Shoot first, think later

This werent rehearsed they hide so we gotta re-lurk

Change a boy face, now he gotta go turn

Dirty, all-all my **** get 'round so worksy

Aimin' for necks or jerseys

Break a box, if not, I get jerky

Nuttin' else worthy

Let me tell you what I do know

Stack fat like Sumo

Flip packs judo, broski soon home

See if I make a cats nose turn red, like Rudolph

Ay do it and dun him

Was it me or bro? Yo, who knows?

Play my position on the field like Bruno

Same time, I wanna make it home like Ludo

Let me tell you what I do know

Stack fat like Sumo

Flip packs judo, broski soon home

See if I make a cats nose turn red, like Rudolph

Ay do it and dun him

Was it me or bro? Yo, who knows?

Play my position on the field like Bruno

Same time, I wanna make it home like Ludo

I-I-I-I-I love Chris Rich