(Yo)
(Aight, aight)
Wake up in the morning I'm yawning
To the birds they been lerking and chirping
And I'm working on my weekends
So I don't get sleepins but I been In her dms
No I won't buy her a Burkin
I been searching for a different meaning of treason
What's the reason you been leaning over me dreaming what are you plotting and scheming
I like this one this ones skippier
Wanna go out to Madrid then come right back like trippier
Or go USA just like Didier
Somewhere the girls are a little bit prettier
And their tits are a little bit tittier
Get a Mike Tyson edible
One with the bit ear
Take a seat how long can you sit hear
(Aight, aight, aight, yo, yeah)
I been up in my bag n not yours
I been knocking and breaking them doors
Open it up coz I'm freezing of course
I'm driving the whip and I'm swerving off course
I'm taking my shot like it's golf at the course
I dropped out of colly for failing my course
I'm skipping the starter and main coz I'm loving dessert
Girl it's my favourite course
Mike Tyson edible but it ain't boxing man
It's WWE coz girl in my bed I'm off the top rope like rob van dam
K3Y called me like yo go cop packs and come London cotch and jam
Cook up some tunes no pots and pans
Yo not bad plan we've got this man
And my spliffs all cheesey wotsits man
(heheh)