Eighteen hundred for the new Rusty Four and a half and a bando, the profit all so lovely One, six, nine Eighteen hundred for the new Rusty Man *** it and kick it like rugby I was in the tea house, head back dusty Still waking up to nudes and country Four and a half and a bando, the profit all so lovely My little bro shitted out the pack and flushed it Tell me how he could be so clumsy These bad bees coming to the nizz, they don't really love me But they love me, from Crabie and doing the upsie I swear man, don't have more cells than gumtree If you don't give me that drop, I won't be nothing like Humpties Backdoor bosses, watch me get dumpy These opps can't never get comfy Heart of a lion, it's getting tough in the field Climbing back, but me a python Snakes on the grass, I don't know who's preening on my ting Still got to keep money in my mindset Losing weight all last year, and I ain't never been on no diet Just got to obey, all in our gang, got to keep that one quiet Half asleep last night, I done a night shift I couldn't even count those tenners and fivers I was fifteen stepping, stressing out cab drivers Skengs in the woods, no license I know full well where the nine is You can't talk about riding Eighteen hunna for the new rusty Man *** it and kick it like rugby I was in the tea house, head back dusty Still waking up to nudes and country Four and a half in the bando, the profit all so lovely My little bro shared out the pack and flushed it Tell me how he could be so clumsy These bad bees coming to the nizz, they don't really love me But they love me, from Crabie and doing the upsie I swear man, don't have more cells than gumtree If I get me that drop, I want me nutting like Humpties Backdoor bus, watch me get dumpy These ups can't never get comfy No composure, still flip like motor rollers This me then I phone and grow up, hop into the oldest motor My West Ting wanna leave me, but I told her I need three weeks notice Don't listen to them, they're loafers We got beef with them man's olders Olders, hocus pocus Eyes all rolling back, got to tap that face like babes they focus We ain't never had no You see most of my G's got birded That's why I still got to watch for the vultures Somalis I roll with, so it's aki or sai like saltfish Literally, man's been trying to make history But my little nigga in the engine, he's still trying to turn man history I got twins in Leicester, both trying to say that they're into me But they ain't getting no ring from me, that's pot noodles and indomie So, man just put dick in her belly That girl got a big bat like Telly's in 2005 Man's not ready, my Somali called Ali not Delhi That girl wasn't worthy of the bedroom My brother she got touched from the city Man came in heavy You know what it is, it's Dave and Hedy 1800 for the new rusty Man *** it and kick it like rugby I was in a tea house, head back dusty Still waking up to nudes and country Four and a half in a bando, profit all so lovely My little bro shared out the pack and flushed it Tell me how he could be so clumsy These bad B's coming to the nizz, they don't really love me But they love me From cravings, doing up ups See I swear man done up more cells than country If I get me that drop, I want me nutty like Humpty's Backdoor boss, watch me get dumpy These ups can't never get comfy