It ain't been home in weeks, I'm still in the kitchen Scrapin' the wrecks, well you know about bando bootin' Make you feel sick when you takin' a breath My HR's known for the crash and we drill it on sack And we don't take check, and no one's out on the P So bro let's tape off the 6 instead I drill it for me and my friends, them man they're drillers for UDM What's wrong with these stupid gems, they live at their mums and don't pay rent You do robot, you don't get bread, bro, to me it don't make no sense A million views and a million pounds, don't let that get to your head I'm in a bando chillin' with fiends, that's how I spent most of my team I just woke up, heck jeez, a call from Lisa, a call from Steve I'm in Lucy's face with my morning breath, cause she never let me brush my teeth It's 6am in the T's, she's hittin' me up for free The lines been ringin' all week, I couldn't even get no sleep My work is fully OJ from 7 to 7, can't smoke no trees I love all my HRB's, I've done it for them, they'll do it for me Free up the boy at MG, won't splash that down, they'll put it to sleep I got so much shit on my mind right now, but I still gotta chase this P's In love with Lizzie McQueen, I'm on the M-Way, tryna get to that Riri Trap and joke, I'm from resort where the bats get pushed I hate when she's actin' stush like shush, we can't leave the wife in the bush It ain't been home in weeks, I'm still in the kitchen scrapin' the wrecks What you know about bando bootin', make you feel sick when you takin' a breath My HR's known for the crash and we drill it on site cause we don't take check And no one's out on the P's, so bro let's take off the 6's instead I drill it for me and my friends, them man they're drillers for UDM What's wrong with these stupid gems, they live at their mum's and don't pay rent You do road but you don't get bread, bro, to me it don't make no sense A million views and a million pounds, don't let that get to your head A million views and a million pounds, don't let that get to your melon See I ain't tryna fight like Tekken or hop out the ride and dish like Sheffin Throws on the wing with a life of smoking, I'm in a smartie setting About who's that, what's that, check him, how many times I'd mind my jetting Might see me there on my whoosh, if you minus one from seven And them man come from a transfer market, it's not their block they're reppin' Got a 58 inch on my waist on the hip, so you know I say I'm PG steppin' And my angles straight like a ruler, them man's think I'm bent like Beckham A million views and a million pounds, don't let that get to your head back Caught me a case and a setback, induction, e-cig and a bed pack Don't try come to my block, we know it's red tape when my bros keep pressed at The key kid hopped up first and I hopped up next and I still never left that They came in home in weeks, I'm still in the kitchen scraping the rec Do you know about standoff booting, make you feel sick when you taking a breath My hit shows, no, keep crashing, we drill it on stack, we don't take checks And no one's out in the P's, no, bro, let's take book of six instead I drill it for me and my friends and man, they're jealous for UDM What's wrong with these stupid shems, they live at their mum's and don't pay rent You do wrong when you don't get bread, bro, to me it don't make no sense A million views and a million pounds, don't let that get to your head