(Scorcher)
Eh!...Oi' Listen!....I'm back up in bitch like I never left, For as long as I'm they'll be second best, I'm only goin' shot, they say I'm trends, They it turnin' on my swag, I'm just gettin' dressed, Skywalker everythin', fly' over If you see me on the ground, try an' am checkin' in, I'm buyin' I like, 'cah I get it in, All rappers copyin' my style now, S&M (Uh) But I'm as a fan, top chef swag, put it all in a pan Linesman at best, you ain't wid man, If I high five his rounds an when I rap, I get an encore, when I'm on tour, gun up like they want war, (Huh) I out at the bottom, but now I'm top draw, N***** 'bout "let's collaborate"..."what for?"
(Loick Chorus) You N***** ain't fuckin' wit me, I'm hard as hell, Only it hard to tell, my n***** are off the rails, (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) Only we ain't the same, homie this ain't a (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
You N***** fuckin' wit me, we hard as nails, try it an' you'll hurt yourself, my n***** are off the rails (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) Only we ain't the same, homie ain't a game (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I got a cool face, murders in the buildin' Turnin' up my swag, hurtin' feelings, Used to a grand, workin' on a million, You can have her back, I squirt her wit my children, Money so long, I figure what to spend it on, Louis V now, Mummy used to buy me You don't get it in, bruda how we gonna get You ain't talkin' wizzy, why the you on my telephone!? tell me nuttin' I'm kanye, I'm braggers Sittin' at the top, at suckers, Money you'll whip but I an R for ma' summer, Shittin' on the game, my arse with a one'er I'm a stunner, Makin' bottles pop, we gotta shot, My music minds good, but I the lot, I want blow money, I want that show money, be a snow-ball in hell, when I got no money...
(Loick Chorus)
You N***** ain't fuckin' wit me, I'm hard as hell, Only it ain't hard to tell, my are off the rails, (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) we ain't the same, homie this ain't a game (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
You ain't fuckin' wit me, we hard as nails, try it an' you'll hurt yourself, my N***** are off the rails (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) Only we the same, homie this ain't a game, (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
the weather, makin' it better Makin' so much money, I can't even count the figures,
(Scorcher) I got!
(Loick Essien) So money, so much money...
(Scorcher & Essien) Money! money!!
(Loick Essien) how'd he do is make it rain! Ye, Yeah, (Solo vocal)
(Scorcher)
Sky!...(Loick vocal continues) Loick!
(Loick Essien)
Yeeeeaaaahhh!
(Scorcher)
Staples!
Oww!
(Loick Chorus)
You N***** ain't fuckin' wit me, I'm hard as hell, Only it ain't hard to tell, my are off the rails, (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) Only we the same, homie this ain't a game (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
You N***** ain't fuckin' wit me, we hard as nails, try it an' you'll hurt yourself, my are off the rails (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) Only we ain't the same, homie this ain't a (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)