Bambi

([?])

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

([?])
Glide on it
Furthermore, prance on it
Don't make a song and then dance to it
Pull a ting and a rubber-like Arthur did
When I saw you up in the dance and shit
The bouncers already searched man
But still, you give my heart a frisk
(Cold nights [?] boy)
Ray Charles got my ear to the street
[?] grinding's done
[?] mash all go, every time the front door go you panic and hide your phone (flush your [?])
Their colors [?]

It's all guns 'n' roses
They don't walk with love, their posers
They saw me in Louis in Mayfair, I was only skimming on rich shoes, know this
[?] a man's still burning bush, like Moses
Me and my man used to walk in [?], I just sit at the docks like Otis
And a [?] got bagged then read in
Could've been worse, could've caught man [?]
None of my n****s not rap
So it's the mine and the mandems pain I'm penning
(You understand?)
([?])
(They must live their lives with all their sense at a high range)

Four different pedals (four vessels)
Hear the mandem's moving in tandems
Too much love, so much (so much)
So much, that I dash it and run
They still wanna hate
They still wan hate, all hate man I get them trackers on cars
I got it from the hunting shop in Campden
Take it there
Do it, leave
And the pedals get abandoned
I picked up the hope they abandoned
Give it all back, that's standard
Air ones black, that's standard
And I spit crack, that's standard
Doche made it in the morning
Paper, made it in the evening, standard
Look how many man I've angered
How can I trip 15 and break off [?]
Give them free game like I ain't know from a teen
If you tip them fiends and I [?] that's silly
London's foul, it's a toxic city
[?]
And make them think that it's Percy

Pick up the aux

How can man [?] the crib, dressed as a Deliveroo driver

I'm letting in bruce and he's rummaging through your

If I know I could do better

If you ain't got no mash

A man still blessed