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Bad b come to the Niz, skin all gold she cute How's her boyfriend pissed cos she know my tunes I need me a skeng, I can't fit it in the ride We might have to slide with an open boot Scored all of these points this season, OFB won the golden boot Still do it how I did it with Scat, we've already worn those boots Opps see the offside flag, come like they forgot their boots Them man there selective bad boys, I really don't know how they pick and choose The whole gang spent bags on boots, them man can't afford no boots I'm married to Elizabeth that's my wife (shawty) Anything green get bun still do it like I done it like half my life Any sight of the goal man shoot, perform this excellent finish I do it like Kane or Lukaku Old school like Bergkamp and Henry Ammuniton stays on me Keep an eye out for undies Sawn-off cost me a monkey Opposition wish they can touch me I remember pedal bike days and the kitchen knife getting fronty Now man just fly out the front seat Opps know that the gang too dumpy Age 17 in country, me and Jay like Lucas and Bumpy My first phone call's my alarm clock, the line's too jumpy I told my young boys fly upsy I hit shots from far like Roberto Carlos SongtexteAll I do is organise orders, come like I work in Argos I do it for the bread no hardo Headie One need a reload in cargo, still tryna do it like they did it in Narcos I put weight on my phone no cardio Opps see me in the flesh and they can't help when their heart goes All we did is pressure these opps, now they can't stand in the field like Marlo Bad b come to the Niz, skin all gold she cute How's her boyfriend pissed cos she know my tunes I need me a skeng, I can't fit it in the ride We might have to slide with an open boot Scored all of these points this season, OFB OFB OFB Free Bradz that's my guy Someone tell RV to controlla I was on basic coping Touch road and these tyres got broken Me and this 4s like Krept and Konan They soon touch the road all swollen Bet he's gonna want his boots all golden Can't tell the gang about scoring Been over them sides there, tryna tear shirts open like Hulk Hogan I gotta burn my clothing and dodge the wing cos I like my bread toasted Dem man hope to my downfall and all now they're still hoping Back then I tried smoke with a sawn off and all now I'm still smoking Just done a whole night shift and all now they're still calling T-house looking all scary, have you ever watched Conjuring? And that's all for the bread and wine That's even those far from holy Mask on my face They could've been Cactus Jack or Mick Foley Bad b come to the Niz, skin all gold she cute How's her boyfriend pissed cos she know my tunes I need me a skeng, I can't fit it in the ride We might have to slide with an open boot Scored all of these points this season, OFB won the golden boot Still do it how I did it with Scat, we've already worn those boots Opps see the offside flag, come like they forgot their boots Them man there selective bad boys, I really don't know how they pick and choose The whole gang spent bags on boots, them man can't afford no boots Aus Songtexte Mania