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    (Gusto)
    Yo

    I'm on Miami Beach with a sweet one, tanned, she wanna learn, so I teach some slang
    Like what's goin' on, bae? How are you doin'? I'm from London, so I speak with a twang
    It's taxmanK and the police too, I don't watch them yutes, I don't beef with a gang
    But there's set people I wanna see get blammed, if you fuck with them boys, don't reach for my–
    Sold sweets in school that I thiefed from Poundland, bro fly them and the pound still land
    Big Naira in Victoria Island, stack pillin', I want pounded yam
    Kinda surprised 'bout the venue size, I performed for twenty-five thousand fans
    Keep the clout, I'm out for the bands, keep countin' the days, baby, I'll be back

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    Wagwan?
    I ain't seen shorty in a minute
    She asked how I am, I said: Calm
    She said I'm the man, I said: Innit?
    Posted up with my darg at yard
    If you got a friend for my friend, then bring it
    When I was broke, heart cold like December
    But now I'm up, my step got a spring in

    Baby, turn it around and spin it
    I'm tryna bend your back and then dig it
    I ain't unknown in the T, man did it
    Park the Sprinter outside of the club
    Tell bro: Beg you jump out quick and fill it?
    Say you're a good girl, said that you're timid
    I think she a freak and don't wanna admit it
    I think she a freak and don't wanna ad–
    Now it's private room, we don't go shop floor, I was poor, now it's champagne glasses spillin'
    You only spent one day with us chillin', now you don't wan' live same way you were livin'
    I get gyal, I don't rape no women
    Free all the get-backs sat in the jail, they ain't learnin' a skill, but they barber trimmin'
    Trust no one, I seen pastor sinnin'
    You honestly think if I go put a 100K on the table, my darg won't kill him?
    DXB, I'm with packs, I rap, he traps, but he got the same car I'm whippin'
    Written the sixteen bars or lyrics
    Got rich without father figures
    No drama cah the karma spinnin'
    It's not Carti' on my arm, it's a Richard

    Wagwan?
    I ain't seen shorty in a minute
    She asked how I am, I said: Calm
    She said I'm the man, I said: Innit?
    Posted up with my darg at yard
    If you got a friend for my friend, then bring it
    When I was broke, heart cold like December
    But now I'm up, my step got a spring in

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