Tetley

Any one who sees my art will be captivated by sheer brilliance
 Hmm (yo) fine then- (Rah, it's BKay, you know?)
 YPB the mixtape
 Look, me and these yutes ain't in the same calibre (no)
 On the opp block search, man G-check yutes
 Jump out, fuck that, man stab him up
 In the bando still with the fours of each (brrt)
 Man pebble that down and add it up (brrt-brrt-brrt)
 On this road man ting, I ain't no amateur (no)
 Man's ten years deep, can't lie, I feel old
 Can't lie, man's had enough
 But I'm still out here doin' up black gang (gang-gang, grrrap, bap)
 Slap man, peng ting says she's into abstract
 I'm into gang violence and trapmash
 Opp boys want none of this copper (bop)
 I'm in O tryna dodge this copper (skrrt)
 'Cause he knows my face, man's way to bait
 He said, "Next time I see you, I got ya"
 Yo, creep through the night like Batman
 Man's pullin' up tryna wack that
 Or I got blades in my hand, Hugh Jackman
 Huh, best know this black gang (wap)
 Romanian ting with a fat back, know I gotta tap that
 Man fling them stones like bamm-bamm
 Or I just jump out the blue, just wrap man
 Peng ting, come my abandoned house (woh)
 This ting is freaky as fuck
 She wanna fuck me in the bando now (right now?)
 Baby, that's a random shout (right now?)
 Now I'm here doin' a mad ting
 Baggin' up grub with my dick in her mouth (mad)
 Left my stick on South
 If there's pricks about then I'm whippin' it out
 I tell, "Baby, like please don't stress me"
 How many times have we lurked
 And a man got dipped in the T like Tetley?
 OT servin' that grub, parcel loud
 'Cause a man needs plenty (brrt-brrt)
 Peng ting on your boy
 Canada goose and her makeup's Fenty
 Yo, look (like come here)
 I tell, "Baby, like please don't stress me" (mad)
 How many times have we lurked
 And a man got dipped in the T like Tetley?
 OT servin' that grub, parcel loud
 'Cause a man needs plenty (brrt, brrt-brrt)
 Peng ting on your boy
 Canada goose and her makeup's Fenty
 Yo, back-back that 15, lengthy, man dip-dip like a man get cheffy
 Leave 10 in your back like Messi
 He tripped up and shit got messy
 Nah G, man I ain't had brekky
 Only sit down just to count these readys (brrt, brrt-brrt)
 And I don't know nothin' about labels
 I'm in OT servin' them zeddies
 Yo-yo, I tell, "Baby, like to please no drama" (like come here)
 How many times have we lurked
 And a man put holes in clothes like Zara?
 Peng ting straight from Ghana (like come here)
 All she wanna do is smoke and fuck
 Gyal don't wanna be my partner (woh)
 Call-call me the trap godfather
 Man bang weight but a man still marga
 Man bang weight, but a man still sucked
 How much grub have the mandem sucked? (Hah)
 Even when I'm uptown (hah)
 Got my flick and my rambo tucked (hah)
 Uh, uh-uh, yuck, damn, how much of them been yucked? (Mad)
 How much of them been touched?
 But they still wanna talk, it's nuts (mad)
 Migh-migh-might talk, keep talkin' (might)
 I ain't tryna leave no warnin'
 Step 'round there, leave a man Steve Hawkings
 Leave a man, leave his marge mournin'
 Migh-might talk, keep talkin', I ain't tryna leave no warnin'
 Step 'round there, leave a man Steve Hawkings
 Leave a man, leave his marge mournin'
 I tell, "Baby, like please don't stress me"
 How many times have we lurked
 And a man got dipped in the T like Tetley?
 OT servin' that grub, parcel loud
 'Cause a man needs plenty (brrt-brrt)
 Peng ting on your boy
 Canada goose and her makeup's Fenty
 Yo, look (like come here)
 I tell, "Baby, like please don't stress me" (mad)
 How many times have we lurked
 And a man got dipped in the T like Tetley?
 OT servin' that grub, parcel loud
 'Cause a man needs plenty (brrt, brrt-brrt)
 Peng ting on your boy
 Canada goose and her makeup's Fenty
 Yo (back that 15, lengthy, man dip-dip like a man get cheffy)
 Leave 10 in your back like Messi
 He tripped up and shit got messy
 Nah G, man I ain't ate brekky (Rah, it's BKay, you know?)
 Only sit down just to count these readys
 And nah, I don't know about labels
 It's that new shit-