The mandem too inconsiderate, five-star hotel, smokin' cigarette
Mixin' codeine up with the phenergan
She got thick, but she wanna get thin again
Drinkin' apple cider vinegar
Sanderlei Silveira ® - 2023-08-04T17:27-03:00 - US X2
The mandem too inconsiderate, five-star hotel, smokin' cigarette
Mixin' codeine up with the phenergan
She got thick, but she wanna get thin again
Drinkin' apple cider vinegar
Wearin' Skim 'cause she wanna be Kim and 'em
Uh, alright, I know that you're bad, stop actin' innocent
We ain't got generational wealth
It's only a year that I've had these millions
My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift 'cause it's fast and furious
I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus, they had their chance but blew it
Now this gyal wan' me in her uterus, fuck it, I'm rich, let's do it (Fuck it)
[Chorus: Dave & Central Cee]
Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squintin', can't just stare
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm halfway there (Hahaha)
Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh)
One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV, nah
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
They can last me the next two weeks, uh
Huh, alright, like send the address through, please
[Verse 2: Dave & Central Cee]
SUV, the outside white
The inside brown like Michael Jack'
More time, man build a line and trap
Spend like I don't even like my stack
Pistol came on a Irish ferry, let go and it sound like a tap dance (Bap)
The way that I ball, no yellow
The ref haffa give me a black card
Who did what we doin' with rap?
Man couldn't sell out his show after all them years of doin' the cap
Sprinter, two gyal in a van
Inter, two man in Milan, heard one of my tings datin' P. Diddy
Need twenty percent of whatever she bags
Outside, my head in my hands
[Verse 3: Central Cee]
I told her my name is Cench, she said, "No, the one on your birth certificate," uh
Your boyfriend ran from the diamond test 'cause they weren't legitimate, nah
She Turkish-Cypriot, but her curves Brazilian, uh
I want her, and bro wants her affiliate
I'm cheap, still hit a chick like, "Yo, can I borrow your Netflix?"
She a feminist, she think I'm sexist
Twistin' my words, I think she dyslexic
Give me my space, I'm intergalactic
Before I give you my Insta' password, I'll give you the pin to my AmEx, huh, alright
This ain't stainless steel, it's platinum
Dinner table, I got manners, huh
T-shirt tucked in, napkin
Still loading, that's the caption, I've only amounted a minimal fraction
Eat good, I got indigestion
Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen, can't get rid of my pain with Aspirin
Dave just came in an Aston, I'm makin' that Maybach music (M-Maybach Music)
They're tryna insult my intelligence, sometimes, I may act stupid
I never went uni, I been on the campus sellin' cocaine to students
If bro let the drumstick beat, then somethin' gon' leak
We ain't playin' exclusives
[Chorus: Dave & Central Cee]
Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squintin', can't just stare
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm halfway there (Hahaha)
Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh)
One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV, nah
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
They can last me the next two weeks, uh
Huh, alright, like send the address through, please
[Verse 4: Dave & Central Cee]
Fire for a wife beater, can't rock with that, I ain't wearin' a vest
Man have to send her therapy, she got the E-cup bra, a lot on her chest
I'm in Jamaica, Oracabess'
Hit a lick, went cash converters
That don't work, it's pawn, no chess
I'm doin' more and talkin' less
I love chillin' with broke bitches, man book one flight, and they're all impressed (Alright)
I'm in the G63, the car hug me like a friend through twist and turns
Man livin' for nyash and dyin' for nyash
It's fucked, don't know which one's worse, I'm fucked
Bags in his and hers, what's hers is hers, what's mine is too
Heard that girl is a gold digger, it can't be true if she dated you
AP baby blue, paper's pink, I'd probably hate me too
You ever spent six figures and stared at bae like, "Look what you made me do"
Yeah, alright, started with a Q, didn't wait in line
Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian one, "Why you so focused on your Asian side?"
I know that the jack boys pray that they get to the clubs and Dave's inside
Die mandem te onbedagsaam, vyfster-hotel, rook sigaret
Mixin 'codeine up met die fenergan
Sy het dik geword, maar sy wil weer dun word
Drinkin 'appelasyn
Dra 'skim', want sy wil kim en 'em wees
Uh, in orde, ek weet dat jy sleg is, stop aktief
Ons het nie generasie rykdom nie
Dit is net 'n jaar dat ek hierdie miljoene gehad het
My sweep kon in die Tokio -drif gewees het, want dit is vinnig en woedend
Ek het van die Toyota Yaris na Urus gegaan, hulle het hul kans gehad, maar het dit geblaas
Nou is hierdie gyal my 'in haar baarmoeder, fok dit, ek is ryk, laat ons dit doen (fok dit)
[Koor: Dave & Central Cee]
Kyk na hierdie diamante verkeerd, dit is 'n lewe van piep, kan nie net staar nie
Met bae deur dik en dun
Sy is al dik, so ek is halfpad daar (hahaha)
Bruin en sleg, kon nie van plan verander nie, ek was halfpad daar
Honderd meter, he
Ek het net nege gyal in 'n naelloper (uh) gesit
Honderd eters, hulle sal nie in een SUV pas nie, nee
S-O-S, iemand red my
Ek het te veel gyal, te veel baie gyal, ek het
Hulle kan my die volgende twee weke hou, uh
Huh, ok, soos stuur die adres deur, asseblief
[Vers 2: Dave & Central Cee]
SUV, die buite wit
Die binnekant bruin soos Michael Jack '
Meer tyd, man bou 'n lyn en val
Spandeer soos ek nie eens van my stapel hou nie
Pistool het op 'n Ierse veerboot gekom, laat gaan en dit klink soos 'n tapdans (BAP)
Die manier waarop ek bal, geen geel nie
Die ref haffa gee my 'n swart kaart
Wie het wat ons met rap gedoen het?
Man kon nie sy show uitverkoop na al die jare van die pet nie
Naelloper, twee gyal in 'n wa
Inter, twee man in Milaan, het een van my Tings Datin 'P. Diddy gehoor
Benodig twintig persent van alles wat sy sak
Buite, my kop in my hande
[Vers 3: Central Cee]
Ek het vir haar gesê my naam is Cench, sy het gesê: 'Nee, die een op u geboortesertifikaat,' Uh
Jou kêrel het van die diamanttoets af gehardloop omdat dit nie wettig was nie, nee
Sy Turks-Sikte, maar haar kromme Brasiliaans, uh
Ek wil haar hê, en Bro wil haar filiaal hê
Ek is goedkoop, slaan nog steeds 'n kuiken soos: "Yo, kan ek jou Netflix leen?"
Sy 'n feminis, sy dink ek is seksisties
Draai my woorde, ek dink sy disleksies
Gee my my ruimte, ek is intergalakties
Voordat ek my insta 'wagwoord gee, gee ek jou die pen aan my amex, he, ok
Dit is nie vlekvrye staal nie, dit is platinum
Eet tafel, ek het maniere gekry, he
T-hemp ingesteek, servet
Nog steeds laai, dit is die onderskrif, ek het slegs 'n minimale breuk beloop
Eet goed, ek het spysvertering gekry
Kaal sneeu in my enjinkap, geen asp nie, kan nie van my pyn ontslae raak met aspirien nie
Dave het pas in 'n Aston gekom, ek is die Maybach Music (M-Maybach Music)
Hulle is probeer om my intelligensie te beledig, soms kan ek dom optree
Ek het nooit uni gegaan nie, ek was op die kampus verkoop kokaïen aan studente
As Bro die trommelstok laat klop, dan lekkasie '
Ons speel nie eksklusiewe nie
[Koor: Dave & Central Cee]
Kyk na hierdie diamante verkeerd, dit is 'n lewe van piep, kan nie net staar nie
Met bae deur dik en dun
Sy is al dik, so ek is halfpad daar (hahaha)
Bruin en sleg, kon nie van plan verander nie, ek was halfpad daar
Honderd meter, he
Ek het net nege gyal in 'n naelloper (uh) gesit
Honderd eters, hulle sal nie in een SUV pas nie, nee
S-O-S, iemand red my
Ek het te veel gyal, te veel baie gyal, ek het
Hulle kan my die volgende twee weke hou, uh
Huh, ok, soos stuur die adres deur, asseblief
[Vers 4: Dave & Central Cee]
Vuur vir 'n vroueklopper, kan nie daarmee rock nie, ek dra nie 'n rok nie
Man moet vir haar terapie stuur, sy het die e-cup-bra gekry, baie op haar bors
Ek is in Jamaika, Oracabess '
'N Lick getref, kontantomskakelaars gegaan
Wat nie werk nie, dit is pion, geen skaak nie
Ek doen meer en praat minder
Ek is mal oor Chillin 'With Broke Bitches, Man Book One Flight, en hulle is almal beïndruk (goed)
Ek is in die G63, die motor omhels my soos 'n vriend deur draai en draaie
Man livin 'vir nyash en dyin' vir nyash
Dit is fucked, weet nie watter een erger is nie, ek is fucked
Sakke in sy en haar, wat is die hare, wat is myne ook
Het gehoor dat meisie 'n goue graaf is, dit kan nie waar wees as sy met jou uitgegaan het nie
Ap baba blou, papier is pienk, ek sal my waarskynlik ook haat
U het ooit ses figure deurgebring en na Bae gekyk, soos: "Kyk wat jy my laat doen het"
Ja, ok, begin met 'n Q, het nie in die ry gewag nie
Vreemd, ek vra my Blasiaanse een, "Waarom het jy so gefokus op jou Asiatiese kant?"
Ek weet dat die Jack -seuns bid dat hulle by die klubs en Dave binne kom