All Stars 2 - Nines, Frosty, Clavish

Humble but I don’t take bad up

Just bagged up and now I’m 'bout to whip up somethin' with my favourite rapper

Got hammers and the gang’s united, still got gunners in my team like Xhaka

Just know the machine’s got by and the hunting knife’s got claws like Santa

Uptown for some cheese and pasta

Keek’s don’t wanna go halves on a rental, I treat the C class like an Astra

Sixteen, first time I ever gripped on a shh…

Let me change the topic

Still get 'round where, let me switch my crip and just change my top quick

Cover up goods so the camera’s don’t recognise me

Like my phone when I’m tryna unlock it

Interview room, don’t panic, I keep my cool, Jordan

Next whip that I buy gon' be push to start, I ain’t gonna need keys, Morgan

This one’s for all of my teachers and anyone else that doubted

Used to bang out Loyal to the Soil in school, now look, I’m on Nina' album

All the wass on the phone sounds good but man better keep the same energy

I told man it don’t make us cool cah we got the same enemies

The less friends, the better b, cats phoning cah we got better B

Told her «After I nut, you better leave»

The woman crush wanna have sex with me (Ayy, yeah)

I could pebble a thousand rocks per hour

Made a mess on the kitchen counter

Left the waps in the dressing room

Always got thugs around us (They know)

Versace gown on the wing

Double wrap my mash and cling

Talkin' loose on the phone to bae

I’ll be more than pissed if the gloves walk in

Before the label hit me, I got my first advance on the streets (They know)

Can’t reason with bro, he ain’t hear none of that chat

AIn’t givin' them a chance to speak

Two bricks in her crib

Said she ain’t done this shit for no one apart from me

All of them late night M-way trips

Do it in Stussy, sixty-three

They don’t sell this in London

Gotta go Milan or Paris, drip from overseas

Diamonds wet and I make your girl feel wet whenever I show my teeth (Bling)

This ting can’t fit on my waist (Nah)

It’s longer than a guitar case

And you need people like me

To say «That's the bad guy», I’m like Scarface

Got so much B in the room

Any noise outside and my heart race

And they never thought I would make it

I’m like a flower that grew in a dark place

I’m the last person they thought would blow

Overseas, still runnin' the ends

Mum’s talking about them…

Only if she knew it was her son and his friends

Bummy niggas rappin' 'bout Z’s still

Them times we were tryna make a next meal

Told my nigga Clavish to calm down

Cah he’ll run in your house like a treadmill

Still real on thirty-six (Woo)

And trap, yeah, I did

Yeah, I done it

Had shots ringin' off the trapline

Run up in the bando, collect the pack’s, mine

I think I saw me the sweetest one

Hair and nails fleek with a bubble bum (Uh)

I fuck her deep, make her double cum (Sexy)

Now she’s tellin' her friends I’m the number one

Hold up, just pause (Uh)

Had man’s gyal on all fours

Gang did tours, now tour

Still Pop Smoke, Dior

Waps I’ve copped, galore

I be over there, I spray for sure (I spray)

Offshore, packs fly, one call

They pictured I, now I ball (Trap)

Inna my pockets, the rocket (Rocket)

And I don’t go get it cah I got it

Went out sellin' crack, all these niggas, they would gossip (Grease)

Miss his head twice, I shot him in his stomach (Grra)

Nowadays, niggas ain’t gangster

I’ll electrify your chick like blanca

All they want to hear is banter (To hear is banter)

Christmas time is here, I’m Santa (Santa)

Got the presents wrapped up, come and share the glamour

Got this beat here wrapped up, come and hear the banger (Banger)

Had the opps drinking, they’re sniffing Montana (Grease)

Twenty inch rims on my Bimmer, zimmer

Turbo button for the thriller, nigga

All star chain cah I’m a winner (Bling)

Automatic gun fire, lick a driller

Come on

Ice City boy run the CSB part of it

Free the team