Mayfair

[Chorus]
I'm in Coatbridge sipping drank, got that rambo in my bag
In the pharmacy I'm tryna score whilst I'm reeking of hash
Wee cunts acting wide on the internet, but in real life they don't talk back
I got my Mora hanging off my belt, you can get smoked like a fag
I used to smoke them Mayfair superkings, smoke B&Hs now
Could have a zip of top shelf, but I'm still gonna roll that shit with snout
I'm sick of waking up in council houses, hope one day I make it out
I'm booting in your front door, I'll stab you chilling on your couch

[Verse]
I'm putting duct tape on my shoes, I tie my hair back, wearing gloves
I only packed him cause I thought his ass would taste good in a blunt
I love my Morakniv so much, decided to fuck it up with blood
Your girlfriend in my Instagram DMs, sending me her skuds
Walking through Jungle with a knife on is, fеaring for my life
I'm tooled up evеrywhere I go, thats why I can't get into fights
I make your burd suck on my dick and then I kick that bitch outside
I can't stand the way she talks, shes a teuchter bastards, came from Fife
Left a fag end at the scene, man I hope I ain't leave a trace
If it come down to it, I'm grabbing on my knife and doing the race
Raised on Logan Street, that means I lay cunts up in their graves
Got a Stanley knife on is, I'm gonna put it through your face

[Chorus]
I'm in Coatbridge sipping drank, got that rambo in my bag
In the pharmacy I'm tryna score whilst I'm reeking of hash
Wee cunts acting wide on the internet, but in real life they don't talk back
I got my Mora hanging off my belt, you can get smoked like a fag
I used to smoke them Mayfair superkings, smoke B&Hs now
Could have a zip of top shelf, but I'm still gonna roll that shit with snout
I'm sick of waking up in council houses, hope one day I make it out
I'm booting in your front door, I'll stab you chilling on your couch