Wandsworth to Bullingdon
Lyrics
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullyin'
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps-
No roller, we're taking the ped
Roll out, now a pagan all dead
They ain't come back, they're ravin' instead
The opps must been in heaven shakin' their head
And I come from a place it ain't safe to be fed
Where they try sell it, then take it instead
You're cuffin' dem hoes, you're making arrests
She giving me blow, she taking a risk
You know me
I just keep it hundo, dishonest 'cause we run those
Real trap boy, I was on phone to Nosmonso
Yo, I was distrubutin' balls like Alonso (tun' up)
I can't believe I'm talkin' millions in these convos
Three car convoys, fly like a Concorde
I can't see through these shades, they're Tom Ford
I used to feed the seagulls in Portland
Had a grey don shell V's like Jonjo
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullyin'
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of dem
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullyin'
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of dem
Gave him a one but he wanted a quarter
New watch clear like a bottle of water
I got a spa in the building, so when the gang drillin', they pop in my sauna
Four and a baby's a popular order
Paid for the four, I might drop you the daughter
Slice up the opps, I get lots of them tortured
Then flew past the opps, I got lots of them awkward
Thameside visit or I bring the dully in
To sawn-off shotguns filled up with Duracell's
We catch the opps then that's a news bulletin
Ever turn your white Air Force into Loubitins?
My batch old school, dem niggas new to this
She told me she love how my Cubans sit
The garage get faster and furious
The shit got me feeling like Ludacris
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullyin'
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of dem
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullyin'
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of dem
Writer(s): Marvin Bailey, Chucks Honeywoodsix, Irving Ampofo Adjei
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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