[Chorus: Trizz & Jaykae]
\nI was in OT, doing up kway-kway
\nBack when I shoulda been in Brum like Jaykae
\nStolen car coming through, best make way
\nWho gives a toss what they say?
\nI weren't on music, I was too busy
\nI shoulda been making tracks like Trizzy
\nNow I'm back, gotta stack my Lizzy
\nI don't know my man, blud, who is he?
\n
\n[Verse 1: Trizz]
\nCrackhead ran off with the pack
\nNow when I catch him, I gotta slap my nitty
\nCats, cats, we need more sizzies
\nThe line don't ring for drizzies
\nWe slept in cars and we ate at chippies
\nI put a penny on the scales and it told me they'd broke
\nSo I had to change my digis
\nI'm freezing like the ice in fridges
\nMy young boy's pedal bike chain just snapped
\nSo go to him if you want him to sort ya
\nI always think of you
\nBut I stop myself when I'm wanting to call ya
\nBro just slapped his wap
\nNow he's out on a date with his ting at the sauna
\nKirsty loves phoning off the phone box
\nAnswer the phone if you see a no caller
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\n[Verse 2: Jaykae]
\nAdd a thousand points to my aura
\nGot it in the backpack like Dora
\nI don't kick ball but I'm a scorer
\nI'll do anything for her
\nI've been stressed but I'll never ignore ya
\nI invest so I never get poorer
\nDon't get too close, I might jaw ya
\nSix-three but I feel taller
\n2025, man's on bits
\n2026, man want BRIT's
\nHands in pies so I stamp on bricks
\nI can still get my hands on sticks, are you mad?
\nBeen two years and the fans want hits
\nStill in the ends, not random strips
\nMy son wants to be a YouTuber
\nTime to make hundreds of grands on Twitch
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\n[Verse 3: Trizz]
\nStill on the ends, not random blocks
\nWhen I never had gloves, put my hands in socks
\nOn Stephen's sofa, slanging rocks
\nAnd they had me in court where they bang them docks
\nI don't like slags, still bang them thots
\nAnd the heat seeker gave away the random crops
\nMy bro got like twenty years in the pad
\nCah he took it out the pouch and banged it off
\nYo, I seen feds at the back of the whip
\nCan't lie, it really made my heartbeat shake
\nDecamp the car at the end of the grove
\nThen I'm off real fast through the garden gate
\nBro got nicked with the woo
\nCoulda seen that in the army mate
\nI got fog all over the window
\nI'm struggling bad and I can't see straight
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\n[Verse 4: Jaykae]
\nMy bredrin won't eat cucumber
\nBut he'll yam some random bird out
\nShe don't like the smell of cigarettes
\nSo I smoke outside when I'm at her house
\nCold, might put on my Berghaus
\nCan't let 'em know your whereabouts
\nIf it's out of your hands, don't stress about it
\nJust watch how the whole thing turns out
\nCrackhead's bagging for change
\nBut the old school ones, they used to put graft in
\nThey fucked it up for the ones who need help
\nNow I don't know who's asking
\nAin't hit the B link so they're rattling
\nCome like Bielik, blud, I'm the captain
\nTapped in the head but I'm tapped in
\nReal demons when I'm battling
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\n[Chorus: Trizz & Jaykae]
\nI was in OT, doing up kway-kway
\nBack when I shoulda been in Brum like Jaykae
\nStolen car coming through, best make way
\nWho gives a toss what they say?
\nI weren't on music, I was too busy
\nI shoulda been making tracks like Trizzy
\nNow I'm back, gotta stack my Lizzy
\nI don't know my man, blud, who is he?
\nI was in OT, doing up kway-kway
\nBack when I shoulda been in Brum like Jaykae
\nStolen car coming through, best make way
\nWho gives a toss what they say?
\nI weren't on music, I was too busy
\nI shoulda been making tracks like Trizzy
\nNow I'm back, gotta stack my Lizzy
\nI don't know my man, blud, who is he?\n\n
