NRF Freestyle 2

IJD, you know
Quill, you made this
Cell site, got a lot of my niggas ridin' some numbers
No instruments, in other ways, 22 was drummin'
Me and TT takin' turns with this hoe from out of London
Trickin' on influencers, doin' all this gun fundin' gets tirin'
No cap, I brung niggas that really got bodies for wylin'
Put racks on her body, for you, she just went up in price
Flew the chicken, forgot to link her, I lost track of the time
I never cared for no comments and I never cared for no likes
I started not doin' my belt up, made it look cool
Belt to arse, used to see my paigons, take them to school
Furthermore, I used to put my paigons in hospitals
I'm kinda pissed I never turnt none packed, but fuck it, we move
And I don't need to get girls to drink
Liquor to make them off their pants
They're doin' it because I'm clav, doin' it because I rap
Demon time, I was in black
Say you real, I know you cap 'bout any work you claim you put in
But let's not get into that
Fill my Louis duffle bag up with nothin' but Louis drip
First day out loopy, tweakin' like Nettles dropped me a stick
Go ask 'bout Nettles before he ever made him a hit
The only guy not from my hood that can call me Nettles is
Flew out the back seat of a Nissan and fed him 706
I'm not a snake, I'm not a snitch, I'ma keep talkin' my shit
Give me two days and I bet you I'll be walkin' down this bitch
In a luxury hotel that she didn't know exists
But if she's shit at suckin' dick, she won't be seein' me again
Free up Flacko, we put in work and I was with him in the cage
And since I turnt famous, barely anything remained the same
Pockets got fatter, pocket rocketin' hacker
Me and M just bought a tracker, more than ten racks on maca
Shot and missed and it don't matter
I sold dutty to the cats, not the green, not the matcha
Match day, you ain't got your boots, don't size up CLAV
I done a drill Monday mornin', should've been taggin' with Keef
I'ma blur his name, but - to this day still droppin' heat
Drop a nigga out if he rats, you knew to not talk to police
I revved up couple BBLs, but I prefer them more petite
I've sponsored couple BBLs for girls that I ain't ever seen
But when I touch their city, I'm gettin' my money's worth
Fuck her like my life depends on it and make her tummy hurt
Don't bring that buff down next to mine
Put it back in the fuckin' dirt
The way your jeweller bumped you
He's gotta think you're a fuckin' nerd
Fuck whatever you heard, that bally on ain't scarin' no one
I asked around who shot or stabbed and they all told me no one
Askin' who's my rapper friends, with my chest, I told them no one
Let's just make songs then fuck off back to wherever we come from
If you don't put in or step out, don't ever talk on no beef
Talkin's free, who made up the sayin' that talkin' was cheap?
I said fuck the cully last time, I apologise
Cuttin' through the hood in one I used to be on pedal bike
HMP, homemade knife and a towel 'round my face when I'm on exercise
She's lucky that she fucked me once and luckier the second time
Poppin' doors, scorin' points used to make me happy
I can't sign out like it's nothin', I did chefins with no bally
I can't forget where I come from, but where I come from is baggage
7K for the fit, told her tell her mum that I play for Palace
Fill the Rimowa up, when I land, I CBA to pack it
Don't ever talk on my credit, boy, you've never been active