Hold on, all you gotta do is hold on, hold on
I need you, I need you
I told you, I get you
Tried to sell me a pack, watch for the op and I flipped it
Got me a boss, if a bitch give me top on a hop in the block down in Brixton
Hopped in the coupe and we surfin', youth man say that we urban
But can't say nigga when they play our songs in the club we don't play with a word in
Used to really care what they say back then, but nowadays man I don't rate them boys
Nobody likes us, nobody like us, but that's fine, we don't hate them boys
Rageous checks when we rap, me and Laz is back, in fact we making noise
Got the techie, man movе that key, then in fact we takе them toys
Got a box of lager, but I'm lit off juice
I don't need the agua, but I need the goose
Got a decked in Prada, with a fat caboose
When I say the nada, then this rap's the proof
This the proof and it's chill, we ain't playing with the mills
And the booth with the skills, rock the money like a tilt
This the proof and it's chill, we ain't playing with the mills
And the booth with the skills, rock the money like a tilt
This the proof and it's chill, we ain't playing with the mills
And the booth with the skills, rock the money like a tilt
Yeah, yeah
Lil baby want a pill, so I'm a tell that bitch Chill
Let her feel that nigga drill shit like a killstool
Do my thing then go still
Don't be wasting my time under the night when I see you choke
Like the rapper ain't got no notes
And he don't know what he wrote
Maybe give her a poke
Tell her ho bye bye take notes
That's all she wrote
I won't ever get roped
I got baby mama drama
She might pop the llama if she see me cheat
I'm a slide in the deep end
With no breathing
Ain't no sleezing
She a G thing
No G string
See she put me on
Hold me deep here
This the reason
See I'm married to the beat
So I'm beating on repeat
You know Ben won't let me be
Ain't a day we never meet
Making babies when I jump on
Yeah my offspring jump sun
She the booth like a bedroom
Lil wordplay get sun
Lil wordplay get you a long way
It's the proof and it's chill
We ain't playing with the mills
And the booth with the skills
Rock the money like a tilt
It's the proof and it's chill
We ain't playing with the mills
And the booth with the skills
Rock the money like a tilt
Yeah, yeah
It's the proof and it's chill
We ain't playing with the mills
And the booth with the skills
Rock the money like a tilt
Yeah, yeah
Lil baby want a pill
Someone tell that bitch chill
Let her feel that nigga drill
Shit like a tilt still
Okay, okay, yeah
Running the action
Chill with that Lazarus faction
Can't ever stop till we stacking
Chief he gon' always stay militant
Call me the general boss
Keep on killing shit
Niggas be right out of order
Step out of line
Man stop with that silly shit
I hit your girl for the thrill of it
Stop tripping it's not even serious
Money and women
My syllabus born for the hustle
Ain't none of you billing it
Proto gon' pour up that goose
We headed straight to the booth
Fuck how you feel
Yeah we at the top
And if not then we headed there soon
Thought that I learned my lesson
Right shit I'm talking the wildest
Remember this shit stay petty
Right man really I'm childish
Gambino Italian moves
Juliano in Fendi shoes
She calling me papi
I'm calling her mommy
I can't be rude
It's the proof and it's chill
We ain't playing with the mills
In the booth for the skills
Rock the money like I tell
It's the proof and it's chill
We ain't playing with the mills
In the booth for the skills
Rock the money like I tell
It's the proof and it's chill
We ain't playing with the mills
In the booth for the skills
Rock the money like I tell
Lil baby want a pill
Someone tell that bitch chill
Let her feel that nigga drill
Shit like a pill still
In the booth for the skills
Rock the money like I tell
It's the proof and it's chill
We ain't playing with the mills
