Yeah
Yeah-yeah yeah
Mmm-hmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm-hmm
Yup in my white tee yeah
Call up Hype Williams
for the hype please
Uh they gon' wipe you
before you wipe me
On boxes of checks
not my Nikes Yeah
Cacti's not no iced tea Ah
Uh got 'em bamboozled
like I'm Spike Lee Ah
Uh you need more than Google
just to find me Ah
Uh I just called up bae
to get a hi-fey Ah ooh
Incredible ici-ici general
I just start the label just to
sign me Woo woo woo
Uh me and CHASE connected
like we Siamese
Woo woo woo ooh ooh
We been on the run
felt like a crime spree
Talk to me nicely Yeah
I seen his face Seen it
Yup on his white tee uh
Let's go
Yeah yeah
call the Sprite people
Call 'em hol' on brrt
Private flight to France
tryna sight-see
On private flights brrat
Popped 'em in his hands
he was typin' Da da da
Caterpillar 'Rari
I fold it lift it up Up
I went on the stand
told the judge
to pass my cup Ayy
Ran up twenty million
told the Devil
Keep the luck Luck
Keep the keep the ho Uh-uh
RIP Pop keep that smoke
Ayy slatt
Ayy talk to me nicely
Talk to me nicely
Keep her on the chain
that ain't like me
That ain't like me
Scotts with no strings
you can't tie me
Scotts with the hol' on bitch
I'm higher than the plane
I'm where the Skypes be
Doo doo doo doo hee
Yeah yep in my slime tee
Doo doo doo hee
Princey in his prime hee
Doo doo doo doo hee
Yellowbone too fesity hee
Doo doo doo doo doo hee
Clean him up no napkin hee Doo
Yup in my white tee Yeah yeah
Call up Hype Williams
for the hype please It's lit
They gon' wipe you
before you wipe me
On boxes of checks
not my Nikes Ooh yeah
Excuse me si-si-si-si-si-si-si
Don't be missin' man
Mississippi dip a sippy
Make him happy make him copy
Make him get me
Chippi Chippi Yeah
There's a lot I'm goin to spend
Tell me when you need me
to pull up
You goin' to shootout while I spin
Trippin' like I'm trigger happy
Salt fish ackee ackee
golf buggy
Kawasaki catch a fish
Sushi maki livin' life
London city left the town Ah
Thug and Travis be that fam
Yeah you know that Slatt
And when they free us out
it's gonna be film a Kodak Yeah
Shoot me pourin'
right above the rim like Pollack
I've been rippin' and runnin'
not slippin' or slidin'
athletic tendencies
I've been up since cheffin' it
whippin' it to the base rock
I provide the remedy Let's go
When we open gates up
at Utopia It's lit
It's like Zootopia
you see the crosses
over ya Yeah
That's how you know it's us
At 4 A.M. I'm phonin' ya'
not for no shoulder rub
Them JACKBOYS open cleaners up
they way they fold and tuck
Yup in my white tee Yeah yeah
Call up Hype Williams
for the hype please
Yeah they gon' wipe you
before you wipe me
Yeah on boxes of checks not my
Checks not my
I-I be where the fuck the light be
Bangers in the system
it's bangers in the system
It's ancient Anunnaki
Bangers in the system
it's that bangers in the system
it's that
M.I.A
Yeah-yeah yeah
Mmm-hmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm-hmm
Yup in my white tee yeah
Call up Hype Williams
for the hype please
Uh they gon' wipe you
before you wipe me
On boxes of checks
not my Nikes Yeah
Cacti's not no iced tea Ah
Uh got 'em bamboozled
like I'm Spike Lee Ah
Uh you need more than Google
just to find me Ah
Uh I just called up bae
to get a hi-fey Ah ooh
Incredible ici-ici general
I just start the label just to
sign me Woo woo woo
Uh me and CHASE connected
like we Siamese
Woo woo woo ooh ooh
We been on the run
felt like a crime spree
Talk to me nicely Yeah
I seen his face Seen it
Yup on his white tee uh
Let's go
Yeah yeah
call the Sprite people
Call 'em hol' on brrt
Private flight to France
tryna sight-see
On private flights brrat
Popped 'em in his hands
he was typin' Da da da
Caterpillar 'Rari
I fold it lift it up Up
I went on the stand
told the judge
to pass my cup Ayy
Ran up twenty million
told the Devil
Keep the luck Luck
Keep the keep the ho Uh-uh
RIP Pop keep that smoke
Ayy slatt
Ayy talk to me nicely
Talk to me nicely
Keep her on the chain
that ain't like me
That ain't like me
Scotts with no strings
you can't tie me
Scotts with the hol' on bitch
I'm higher than the plane
I'm where the Skypes be
Doo doo doo doo hee
Yeah yep in my slime tee
Doo doo doo hee
Princey in his prime hee
Doo doo doo doo hee
Yellowbone too fesity hee
Doo doo doo doo doo hee
Clean him up no napkin hee Doo
Yup in my white tee Yeah yeah
Call up Hype Williams
for the hype please It's lit
They gon' wipe you
before you wipe me
On boxes of checks
not my Nikes Ooh yeah
Excuse me si-si-si-si-si-si-si
Don't be missin' man
Mississippi dip a sippy
Make him happy make him copy
Make him get me
Chippi Chippi Yeah
There's a lot I'm goin to spend
Tell me when you need me
to pull up
You goin' to shootout while I spin
Trippin' like I'm trigger happy
Salt fish ackee ackee
golf buggy
Kawasaki catch a fish
Sushi maki livin' life
London city left the town Ah
Thug and Travis be that fam
Yeah you know that Slatt
And when they free us out
it's gonna be film a Kodak Yeah
Shoot me pourin'
right above the rim like Pollack
I've been rippin' and runnin'
not slippin' or slidin'
athletic tendencies
I've been up since cheffin' it
whippin' it to the base rock
I provide the remedy Let's go
When we open gates up
at Utopia It's lit
It's like Zootopia
you see the crosses
over ya Yeah
That's how you know it's us
At 4 A.M. I'm phonin' ya'
not for no shoulder rub
Them JACKBOYS open cleaners up
they way they fold and tuck
Yup in my white tee Yeah yeah
Call up Hype Williams
for the hype please
Yeah they gon' wipe you
before you wipe me
Yeah on boxes of checks not my
Checks not my
I-I be where the fuck the light be
Bangers in the system
it's bangers in the system
It's ancient Anunnaki
Bangers in the system
it's that bangers in the system
it's that
M.I.A