Ollie Ollie Ollie

Tip cans, free man

No chains on my bodyBrain full of fake names

Chase off a Bobby

Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly

Nose all runny

Ma got Rennie?

Tryna flip a quid from a couple red pennies

Used to want enough to fill my belly

Now I want to fill a five star plate

Entrés and the cheese real shmelly

Why so friendly?

I don′t know ya

Why ya looking at me like my feet's on your sofa

I don′t wanna have to hit ya with the cold shoulder

People's elbow Ro-sham-bo ya

Never been tall, scrap like a child soldier

Tantrum, throw a tampon at my olders

Elders, Idris Elba co-star

Buddy cop flick with my face on the poster?

Fuck a household name

Face on the tele

Done being common, want respect and some benji's

I′m like Joe Peschi, with a skin routine

And a sheet that′s clean

Never been caught, siphon the wealth from the gentry

I hit the back door when there's no entry

Fuck a dress code man I can′t afford Fendi

Rock my own clothes man I'm tryna cop a Bentley

Cop on the corner

Tryna cop a selfie, stealth mode

Makin money hand over fist

Think I′ll do a runner from the country?

Tempt me, tax man tryna slap shackles on my wrist

Fuck a record label lemme sign with Elvive

Account man in the books doing back flips

Revenue knockin on the door with the heavies

Busy tryna get my little arse sun kissed like

Whoop, whoop, whoop

Ollie Ollie Ollie

Tip cans, free man

No chains on my body

Brain full of fake names

Chase off a Bobby

Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly

Nose all runny

Ma got Rennie?

Tryna flip a quid from a couple red pennies

Used to want enough to fill my belly

Now I want to fill a five star plate

Entrés and the cheese real shmelly

(Yeah that cheese real shmelly

But it's fillin up my belly

Man I′m tryna get rich with the pelle)

Can't afford the rent where my ma done raised me

In the box room till the box push daisies

Buddies lookin at me like "he coulda been something"?

Fuck that, wanna be the one they hate cus I made it

Remember when I used hate the placed that I lived in?

Felt like a caged bird, cooped up pigeon

Tried jump ship, came back

Too chicken

Hopped out the big smoke, back to the skillet

Funny how shit change and it still aint

Different? Getting head kicked on the school run home

Remember when I first learned God was the villain?

Well he took my da and stopped pickin up the phone

Little problem child, head fulla old fillings

Give the kid a Yop, Stop um cryin for his pops

Always had to make fill a void

Always had to make noise

Always hid from them boys till I heard them screaming like

Whoop, whoop, whoop

Ollie Ollie Ollie

Tip cans, free man

No chains on my body

Brain full of fake names

Chase off a Bobby

Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly

Nose all runny

Ma got Rennie?

Tryna flip a quid from a couple red Penneys

Used to want enough to fill my belly

Now I want to fill a five star plate

Entrés and the cheese real shmelly