He said that′s ammi

That is ammi, but my amnes' way more potent

I wanna fly away for a momentI wanna say I dropped four bricks in the ocean

Kit-Kats forever phoning

They take a toke, and start zoning

They look at me, eyes Chinese

And say, "Bring me in on your potion"

Like, I was in demon bits

With some demon shanks, billing demon spliffs

And I was with a demon bitch

Doing demon shit on a demon dip

Like manna move evil wit′ it

Throw a pack over there, I wouldn't leave it with him (I wouldn't)

I′m tryna be peaceful with it

Got a couple problems, but I′m dealing with it

Mum said I've lost the plot, at least I never lost my crop

Last chick, she pissed me off, yeah she love bitch a lot

But she does the job, I bruk it out then send it off

I don′t trust a lot, there's more than what they′re letting on

Nuff times I've had the cops force me to park it off

Nuff times I′ve seen a don, I do my dirt and laugh it off

Half hearted dons, finish what you started off

Hella chitter-chatter when I back it, you'll be darting off (cut it)

Mum said, "Back by 10:00, there's somewhere we need to go" (need to go)

It′s 9:30 and I′m on the m-way, I doubt I'ma make it home (pissed)

Oh no, here we go, but I′m busy bagging my cro

Gotta go to my drum, but I got buds

So let me just have a quick smoke (quick smoke)

Manna need a bitch in my bedsheets

Fling her the twi, tell her build something hefty

Dead front, but the back clean deadly

But don't watch that a nigga still done plenty

I knew this goon, way before you

Now I hear this yute wan′ get me

Asked bro, "Should I do what I do?"

He said, "Roll thru", bro shoulda never let me

I tell a bitch, "Be gentle"

I'm tryna get the Willy Wonka Special

I know I ain′t no gentleman

Pull up crash, and I'm wetting 'em

Dip, splash when I′m getting ′em

I'm Valley Bopping with elegance

Ching, chang, I′m a veteran

Your bitch bad? That's irrelevant

Like hello, you can call me S

You′ve probably heard of me

I got the pengest peng on the ends

I probably slang it out to your friends

I put in mad work for that bread

Even civilians nearly got kweffed

Weren't tryna break chip off the rassclart blem

Stepped in with the fluffiest food

Your nigga came in with his pack on mute (quiet)

Tell him put your hands in the air

Put your packs in the air, let me rob that food (let me take it)

Fresh home, I warned my goon

′Bout time man do up a few good moves

And you don't even know that yute

Don't watch that, me and him soon hit booth

Custard darling just passed it, asked bro how could he be so foolish

But the money keep calling

You got a bag of Kwengs but your stack′s appalling

No love for an informant, I still swim deep in the opp boy waters

No love for an informant, I still swim deep in the opp boy waters