It ain't been home in weeks, I'm still in the kitchen scraping the wrecks Well you know about bando booting, make you feel sick when you're taking a breath My HR's known for the crashing, 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 UDN 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 I'm in a bando chilling with fiends, that's how I spend most of my team I just woke up, pack G's, 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 hitting me up for free The lines been ringing 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 * 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 that Riri Trappin joke I'm from the zoo where the bats get pushed I hate when she's acting 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 scraping the wrecks What you know about bando booting, make you feel sick when you're taking 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 in 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 that chef in Throws on the wing with a life of smoking, I'm in a smarty 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 the transfer market, it's not their block they're repping Got a 15 inch on my waist on the hip so you know I'm PG stepping 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 in a setback, induction, e-cig in the bed pack Don't try to come to my block, we know it's red tape when my bros keep pressed at And K-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 wreck Do you know about standoff booting, make you feel sick when you're taking a breath My hit shows, no * crashing, we drill it on stack, we don't take checks And no one's out on the pizza, bro, let's take off your dicks instead I drill it for me and my friends, them man they're jealous for you, DM 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