Slumdog Millionaire - Ghetts, Stefflon Don

Slumdog millionaire

Glovebox filled up with gear

Mum’s not in no arrears

Fuck ups, this is my year

Yo, gunshot inna di air

Gunshot inna di air

Yo, gunshot inna di air

Slumdog millionaire

I told my man I’ve got a motive

I just met some old white man who wears loafers

What?

He said it’s too good to be true though

But if it goes like that, bonus

Instant money, shipment coming

Me, you, Winston, Sonny

This time next week, Kingston, Surrey

Driver, keep the engine running

Coming

Hot like an Indian curry

Running

Can’t stop, I’m in a Linford hurry

Gully

Who the fuck won’t Winston duppy?

Bun him

Send him back home saying England’s cruddy

It’s nuttin'

Top boy, man are thinking Sully

Gunning

Big darg in this ting, me nuh puppy

Slumdog millionaire

Glovebox filled up with gear

Mum’s not in no arrears

Fuck ups, this is my year

Yo, gunshot inna di air

Gunshot inna di air

Yo, gunshot inna di air

Slumdog millionaire

Man came back with the belly

I told the big man «take that when you’re ready»

Equal splits, I just made my people rich

Let’s celebrate that with some Henny

Then lie low, tell no one, try know

I don’t trust no iPhone

If you wan' get something off your chest

Tell someone who’s deaf with a blindfold

I’m ice cold

Five-O on the high road

But I ain’t got nuttin' on me

Lightbulb giro

My bro

If you go, I go

You already know man grew up on

«If you blow, I blow»

If you owe, I owe

Cheers to my right hand man

Where you going, fam?

Pluto, I roll

My nigga since two-tone ice poles

Slumdog millionaire

Glovebox filled up with gear

Mum’s not in no arrears

Fuck ups, this is my year

Yo, gunshot inna di air

Gunshot inna di air

Yo, gunshot inna di air

Slumdog millionaire