Justin Bieber - Smoke Boys, Dizzee Rascal

I don’t love these hoes

They don’t love me neither

The Feds thinks bro’s a dealer

Got nicked with Justin Bieber

She just wanna smoke my tree

Let her light up the reefa (What you talkin' bout?)

Mans still shelling down functions

Backstrap I’m smoking runtz

This weed from Cali not London

Bust the pack it’s so pungent

Man keep it so 100

Whole one 3 6 onion

I was on road like bunion

Knee deep in the trap

Zombies, rise from the dungeon

And we ain’t beefing twats

Extended clip like a truncheon

Ain’t seen bread, but you’re talking p’s (cap)

Trap mash no I ain’t deetsing that

No tic gimme my p’s infact

Shut down shows with bronem

& I got food Come din with me

Pengting sippin' on rosè

Told her com wine on me

Saying she’s down for me

Hold that wap & hide my weed

Man came up in the T

Trapstar like Mike & Lee (trap)

Put work on streets

Man reload get gwop repeat it

Blowing gelarts in public

See them feds I Need For Speed it

Problems man don’t need it

Locked my old ting

Block & delete it

Got a bad one from Sweden

She got a man I’ll keep it a secret

Anytime, anywhere, mans ready

Turn that Shelly

Bro said da packs them land

And these ones smelly

Can’t wait till the mandem land

Everything steady, mans ready

With the beats and the ball mans tekky

Man are like rah, Gyaly from far

Gyaly from round suh, Gyaly from Narm

Gyaly want me in safe when it gets dark

Might get a sandal if the uhhs sharp

Back in the slums, no walk in the park

My yutes a fool, my gyals a tart

In the west and I just link bro by the zart

Look pon the stance, you know everything sharp

SB coldest dead ting touched me I felt insulted

If she ain’t DTF don’t bring them Gyal to the motive

Hocus pocus just dipped out Feds tried to approach us

Stepped out the back same way I came in & I left unnoticed

Uber, kinda left her chauffeured

Super cause dem man der soaking

Peng gyal wanna sex & stroke it

Bet that I left her wet not roses

Was in the clouds, flying just see the climate changing

Back to the ends it’s frying just on sites & shavings

I don’t love these hoes

They don’t love me neither

The Feds thinks bro’s a dealer

Got nicked with Justin Bieber

She just wanna smoke my tree

Let her light up the reefa

Man did T then man got P

Then getting beenies got easier

(Yeah) Little bit of Naija and a little bit of Ghana

Solid as a rock no chinks in my armour

Come against me that’s a whole lot of karma

Spit it like a llama, stick of marijuana

Nip it in the bud now I’m a little less calmer

Looking for Nirvana, Kurt Cobain and a bit of propane

Now I’m all gassed up and I go a little harder

Don’t hold back let me go a little farther

Pretty little thing, took her Benihana

Says she’s on a diet, give her the banana

I don’t wanna harm her, drop a couple grand (e) on her like Ariana

All up in my face with the cam panorama

Everywhere I go it’s a hype and a saga

But I know what I’d rather

I’m a star in a fast car not a charger

It’s a rari top back like a barber

Fresh fade and a snapback the piranha

Rocking Prada miss me with the palaver

Or the rara and the roads are lava

Hotter than the Sahara getting harder

Everybody wanna try be a dondada

Balaclava rude boy I don’t barter

Baller but I ain’t M. Salah

Old school like Rex and Scala

Swift said Raskit jump on this riddim I said that’s cool no drama