Ten Ten

[Chorus]
Drive round town with the bestest crem
In the west end but the kids from ends
No less than fifteen, I done shot Benz
Ain't got a three-five, got ten-ten
Drive round town with the bestest crem
In the west end but the kids from ends
No less than fifteen, I done shot Benz
Ain't got a three-five, got ten-ten

[Verse 1]
Just linked Lisa, gotta link Ben
Listening to a feature, did a one-ten
Got three for a hundred 'cause it makes sеnse
Violate man crash but tryna make 'mеnds
Out 'ere they're struggling tryna make ends meet
Go get a bitch in a strip don't act bad
Do pretend neek, killing glasses, that's the besties
Ralph and Lacoste and some fresh jeans
And then get off your ass and we'll get P's
Me and my dargs move work to man debt collecties
Where debt collectors leave man on stretchers
Learnt it off olders, never went lectures
Them man are washed, I'll put them on stretchers
They ain't done nothing since Bradley died in EastEnders
We just grip and ride 'em and end it
When we picture slide and man bitch inside
They just live a lie, and I ain't never shot no flippin' tyre
But she sucks so I'll probably put my dick inside
Close the blinds and turn on the kitchen light
I got petrol but not for your flippin' ride
It's for your flippin' nose, yeah I flip it right
When I'm linking cats, probably different guy
My [?], yeah my bitch is white
Put it on the scales, watch it did just fly
It's half past five I ain't flippin' tired
When a bag rips I'ma check if he's white
I ain't tryna buck feds with my fire
Tryna have me caved in, with barbed wire
Still do movies as a fake supplier

[Chorus]
Drive round town with the bestest crem
In the west end but the kids from ends
No less than fifteen, I done shot Benz
Ain't got a three-five, got ten-ten
Drive round town with the bestest crem
In the west end but the kids from ends
No less than fifteen, I done shot Benz
Ain't got a three-five, got ten-ten
Drive round town with the bestest crem
In the west end but the kids from ends
No less than fifteen, I done shot Benz
Ain't got a three-five, got ten-ten
Drive round town with the bestest crem
In the west end but the kids from ends
No less than fifteen, I done shot Benz
Ain't got a three-five, got ten-ten
Drive round town with the bestest crem
In the west end but the kids from ends
No less than fifteen, I done shot Benz
Ain't got a three-five, got ten-ten
Drive round town with the bestest crem
In the west end but the kids from ends
No less than fifteen, I done shot Benz
Ain't got a three-five, got ten-ten

[Verse 2]
Just linked Dorma, now I gotta link Francis
Just like curry man met 'em in the dances
Still link movement under the arches
Don't ask me for a half pic
We do concrete they do carpet
Then they wonder why they aren't rich
Man's onsite when I doing grafting
But I'm not onside, man's on curb with tigger's who's roaring
This money couldn't ever get boring
This ring, it could never get annoying
If you talking 'bout sauce, I got the soy
That's how I drawed that girl by oi'ing
Fast forward pum-pum destroying
Mash up the pussy like Tom and Jerry
Still run man down if you don't I'm a readies
Boof, back man down now your face on telly
'Cause your body drop blood off man koof cut kweffy
I was in Shoreditch moving edgy
Tryna go cashpoint got it, man's ready
Outside your shop then get finessed, b
Don't like it then come test me
Don't ask for a drawer don't sell weed
My ting mash up your headpiece

[Chorus]
Drive round town with the bestest crem
In the west end but the kids from ends
No less than fifteen, I done shot Benz
Ain't got a three-five, got ten-ten
Drive round town with the bestest crem
In the west end but the kids from ends
No less than fifteen, I done shot Benz
Ain't got a three-five, got ten-ten