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Champions League

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    One, two
    Aggression
    Yeah
    Aggression
    You know my ting already
    They ain't gotta ask me 'cause they know what my pattern is
    Big batty girl, she wanna have my kids
    My bread's up, I've got a pocket full of sandwiches
    In the 7 with the savages
    I got something here for any ******* chatting *******
    Straight jeans, can the cannon fit?
    I won a MOBO once, got the hang of it
    Now there's five in the cabinet
    I'm stressed out, I fill the Rizla with some cannabis
    Apple juice and a pack of crisps
    I just came off a jet, I've been travelling
    Getting head on the plane, she was talented
    Your man ain't nothing like us, don't be mad at him
    Pool on the roof, I just had a swim
    Big man stunting on the Gram like you're cashing in
    Still living with your mum, how embarrassing
    Probably why these girls wanna swallow us
    I got more money than followers
    What you thinking lil idiots is stopping us
    My car foreign like some foreigners
    Helicopter to the show, fly by traffic
    Say you've got keys, think you're like Khaled
    Think you're stunting on me, what, with my balance?
    Bro your chain looks light, what's that? 9 karat?
    Be easy, you know how my friends get
    You can ask Charlie or Semtex
    'Cause this is Champion League *******
    You ain't even in the Prem yet
    Thirty bottles in the club, I know, what a waste
    Said she got a man but they're on a break
    Man know how I operate
    Yeah we rap but me and you are not the same
    Shout out to the one that said I can't blow
    Now I bet you're feeling like an arsehole
    25th floor in a bathrobe
    ******* hell, we did it *******, bravo
    I told *******s like Fargo
    Heard you dropped something, where the chart though?
    Drop tops, fast cars oh
    Taking off the roof like Pablo
    ******* them *******s, they ain't real as us
    You wanna roll, you ain't lit enough
    My house so high, I'll bun the wiz
    About to rain a minute before the rest of the city does
    All these rappers think they've got the sauce out
    'Til I drop a new tune, take the sauce back
    Why they getting heavy on the ball sack
    Let the phone ring, you'll never get a call back
    Man these *******s must be getting sick of me
    Me and your babymum got history
    Man the hood can't get rid of me
    Still skrr, skrr around Tickle Me
    Ain't buying hoes *******, they ain't tricking me
    You *******s buying, buying like Ribery
    Man a hoe couldn't get a kiss off me
    (I heard you had to buy a Tiffany)
    Yeah we had a couple setbacks
    Went gold, got a fresh plaque
    G4 full of *******s on it
    That's what I call jet black
    They locked bro, ******* free Atz
    Now my ******* tryna get a deep cat
    When I was broke, couldn't relax
    Rain or the storms, I was tryna make a G sack
    You understand
    Play Dirty every ******* time man
  • Play
    One, two
    Aggression
    Yeah
    Aggression
    You know my ting already
    They ain't gotta ask me 'cause they know what my pattern is
    Big batty girl, she wanna have my kids
    My bread's up, I've got a pocket full of sandwiches
    In the 7 with the savages
    I got something here for any ******* chatting *******
    Straight jeans, can the cannon fit?
    I won a MOBO once, got the hang of it
    Now there's five in the cabinet
    I'm stressed out, I fill the Rizla with some cannabis
    Apple juice and a pack of crisps
    I just came off a jet, I've been travelling
    Getting head on the plane, she was talented
    Your man ain't nothing like us, don't be mad at him
    Pool on the roof, I just had a swim
    Big man stunting on the Gram like you're cashing in
    Still living with your mum, how embarrassing
    Probably why these girls wanna swallow us
    I got more money than followers
    What you thinking lil idiots is stopping us
    My car foreign like some foreigners
    Helicopter to the show, fly by traffic
    Say you've got keys, think you're like Khaled
    Think you're stunting on me, what, with my balance?
    Bro your chain looks light, what's that? 9 karat?
    Be easy, you know how my friends get
    You can ask Charlie or Semtex
    'Cause this is Champion League *******
    You ain't even in the Prem yet
    Thirty bottles in the club, I know, what a waste
    Said she got a man but they're on a break
    Man know how I operate
    Yeah we rap but me and you are not the same
    Shout out to the one that said I can't blow
    Now I bet you're feeling like an arsehole
    25th floor in a bathrobe
    ******* hell, we did it *******, bravo
    I told *******s like Fargo
    Heard you dropped something, where the chart though?
    Drop tops, fast cars oh
    Taking off the roof like Pablo
    ******* them *******s, they ain't real as us
    You wanna roll, you ain't lit enough
    My house so high, I'll bun the wiz
    About to rain a minute before the rest of the city does
    All these rappers think they've got the sauce out
    'Til I drop a new tune, take the sauce back
    Why they getting heavy on the ball sack
    Let the phone ring, you'll never get a call back
    Man these *******s must be getting sick of me
    Me and your babymum got history
    Man the hood can't get rid of me
    Still skrr, skrr around Tickle Me
    Ain't buying hoes *******, they ain't tricking me
    You *******s buying, buying like Ribery
    Man a hoe couldn't get a kiss off me
    (I heard you had to buy a Tiffany)
    Yeah we had a couple setbacks
    Went gold, got a fresh plaque
    G4 full of *******s on it
    That's what I call jet black
    They locked bro, ******* free Atz
    Now my ******* tryna get a deep cat
    When I was broke, couldn't relax
    Rain or the storms, I was tryna make a G sack
    You understand
    Play Dirty every ******* time man