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[Hook]
You might fool Youtube, but you can't fool North London
Them man talk 'bout waps, ain't got them, 2 on my waist when I pull up at a function (Function)
And most of these rappers from Tottenham, they don't glide, they just lie (Lie)
About bine on bine, I won't ride, you'll get fried (Bow)

[Verse 1]
Bad b keeps tellin' me lies, won't lie, you're lying to the bad b-s
Talk show for a foreign bitch in panties, I was just in jail with hella' canteen
Don't run, you're done, throw up an A or a T get bun
How many man from T 'been bun? But they still wan' rap and lie on their' songs
I was in Berlin, doin' up Germans, bad on tunes, but badder in person
Bro phoned me, said I'll burst him, scopes in the ride, you know that it's curtains (Curtains)
If I'm lurking, the 9's lurkin', ain't on Nizz, the gang's circling
Kobi died, I know that they're hurtin', snakes in Totty, serious serpents
Just seen an opp, güle güle, but I ain't fucking Turkish
Shooters 'round me like Mesut Özil, we put Totty yutes on a curfew
Big back and she's purgin', said she loves my drip and my verses
Taught that traveler Tyga twerkin', spread her legs then I'm disbursing

[Hook]
You might fool Youtube, but you can't fool North London
Them man talk 'bout waps, ain't got them, 2 on my waist when I pull up at a function
And most of these rappers from Tottenham, they don't glide, they just lie
About bine on bine, I won't ride, you'll get fried (Bow)

[Verse 2]
Bad b keeps tellin' me lies, no lie, you're lying to all your' fans
Abz got stripped and left in his pants, that's all fact, brother that's bad
We're some elephants in the ends, Kash got caught, axed in his hand
Prof got packed outside of the cab, he was throwin' up T-s until he got whacked
When Prof died them man disowned him, 3rd time it's a joke thing
Could chase 20 man on my own thing, JD held one of my soakings (Ayy)
I was on facetime to man's BM, that's what you get when you're screamin' out GM
Know what time it is when I see 'em, and glide in whoopties with that PM
No way we ain't window shop, bro caught him an opp and he turned him off
What's the point of S snitchin', if he still went and got birded off? (Hahah)
Line behind me like Berbatov, grip the brucky and oil it up

[Hook]
You might fool Youtube, but you can't fool North London
Them man talk 'bout waps, ain't got them, 2 on my waist when I pull up at a function
And most of these rappers from Tottenham, they don't glide, they just lie
About bine on bine, I won't ride, you'll get fried

[Verse 3]
Two man got hit with one wap'o, it was a double L, ask TrapO
Bando ain't 'been in no bando, and his mom is a M.I.L.F (M.I.L.F)
Abra got dipped with a rambo, and he got stripped aswell
All of 'em rap 'bout lettin' it rip, but none of that shit is real
Man's drip is strictly Fendi, I don't fuck with Valentino's
Two twins from the 9 got life, and the snitch was Avelino (Bow)
Ay, free my people, Totty is rough pointing fingers like snitch J (Free the guys man)
We don't say no names, that's how you know we came from a sick place (Bow, bow, bow)