Toddla T Freestyle

[Verse 1]
But it ain't Tottenham
True say that my dad lived in Tottenham
In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal
Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah
Man are from Tottenham
True say that my dad lived in Tottenham
In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal
Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah
I'm like Hala Madrid
The kicks white like Hala Madrid
The flow's big like Hala Madrid
Salute the team them like Hala Madrid
And again
I'm like Hala Madrid
The kicks white like Hala Madrid
The flow's big like Hala Madrid
Salute the team them like Hala Madrid, yeah
But it ain't Tottenham
True say that my dad lived in Tottenham
In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal
Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah
Halla Madrid
The kicks white like Hala Madrid
The flows big like Hala Madrid
Salute the team them like Hala Madrid
AJ from the lane but it ain't Tottenham
True say that my dad lived in Tottenham
In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal
Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah
But it ain't Chelsea
True say I got a ting livin' in Chelsea
Man are from west, listen

[Verse 2]
Look, white girl, Angelina Jolie
Sitting in the cut, my dargies blow weed
Start with a Q then dance an Oz
Peng ting off the ish, she banged the whole G
Nah nah nah, can't step to my team
Trindidad boy, that's T N T
I've seen a real skengman sitting on a porch
Shotgun a white T
Nah, it ain't nothing for a bruddah to holla my uncle
Tell him come down with an OG
When I say OG, I don't mean Jendor, Ruger, Little D, Blacks or P
I mean the bruck shot with the gats in his jeans
Fly too quick, gats in his jeans
Call up the squad, MTP
And tell them 'bout beef, family, it's peak

[Bridge]
But it ain't Tottenham
True say that my dad lived in Tottenham
In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal
Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah
But it ain't Tottenham
True say that my dad lived in Tottenham
In my crib, man can't chat about Arsenal
Man are real Spur, I'm chatting about Tottenham, yeah

[Verse 3]
White girl, Mia Malkova
If you know what I'm on about, you're a loner
High level bars, high level like stoner
Lightweight guys can't drink a Corona
Nah, one Corona, they're drunk
On one, man's spinning around all slumped
These lightweights, they can never get pumped
I'm too lightskin, I could never get dumped
Stop chatting cuh we got the pumpy, dump it
Bruddas are bound to get dumped
Pile up bodies all over that drum
Hear what I said, I ain't speaking in tongues
He's not real, nah, he's an actor
Took man's chick with the winning factor
Done one line and that's still my style
Cause the white girls strong like Cleopatra
I'm not Welbeck but I'm that guy
Grab girls in the dance 'cuz I'm that fly
You couldn't draw her 'cuz you wasn't that guy
Collect the peng tings like I was a magpie
Went for the wave but that's a cat line
When the gats fly, make a mic man capsize
Don't think AJ's on a gas vibe
Me and Lex at your set, come and slap guys, uh
You thought that I missed the drop but I never
Big impact like Ross or Heather
Man mind out when I'm strapped with the leather
Told man already that we got the pumpy, dump it
Bruddas'll fly like feather
Mandem think that I just turned bad
I was bad from when I chilled by Mo Better
Strap put man in a peak dilemma
Steel bell man if a unknown breddah
White and bo' 6ft in a North face gym shoes
Nah I do not shot cheddar
You're not bad, bad yout? Never
West Indies strap hold bare pepper
True Religions and a Polish pistol
Skengman dance I'm a real hot stepper
I tell them

[Verse 4]
Don't pretend to miss the drop like me
If you see somebody do it shout 'AJT'
Cause I fathered the flow, fathered the styley
Bare man wanna be a AJ follower
I need workers so it's fine by me
I'll sponsor youts with a few Nikes
You're my son if you're running with a style like me
I said don't pretend to miss the drop like me
If you see somebody do it shout 'AJT'
Cause I fathered the flow, fathered the styley
Bare man wanna be a AJ follower
I need workers so it's fine by me
I'll sponsor youts with a few Nikes
You're my son if you're running with a style like me, yeah
White girl, Karmen Electra
When I reload off a BBC
That's a big boy crop, then I get a 1Xtra
Nine bars get brucked down, fuck a tester
God forgive me if I buss my nine, bar
That's a likkle reference to Skepta
Still oh so comfy in my sector
Cause I still will eat man like Lector
And when I spray bars it's a lecture
Youse get gassed in the club over nectar
Outside got a non-musical don
With the Nikes on and a cocked arm in the Vectra
Behave yourself, Konan's adlib
Your dons'll back you, never backed it
If I ever backed the ting and then capped it
I bet your squad will leave you like your dad did