No Questions Lyrics

30 (B Side) Lyrics



Fam I used to slide on a cat, like, take this tester
Feds locked me down, I was in the jailhouse, chilling in Leicester
More time in the gym with the ching
But you know I that was tryna get hencher
And if you think I’m not with the sh*ts
Go on in, just test my temper
Fam I used to slide on a cat like take this tester
Feds locked me down, I was in the jailhouse, chilling in Leicester


I made bills of the bird, never look back
Made bands from buj and I push crack
I stuff food in my arse crack
Why? Money's the reason, don’t ask that
SE6 is where my heart’s at
You come round, you hold six where your hearts at
I swear the L's like Baghdad
It's got me rolling with things in my manbag
I’m praying that the jakes don’t bag man
'Cause I’m tired of
I still lurk, I’m a cab man
In an all black suit like Batman
I’m getting trackie, wanna track 'cause of the best grub
Hair's looking nappy, yeah, so what?
Smiling trap happy when you phone up
And your a real one never switch your phone off
I’m tryna cop a Mac, not a desktop
Right now rambo stab vests up
I just dabbed, don’t fester
Still gotta leave B ones testers
Trapping in a hurry, kits be bunny
Soon be bare blood pester
I’m chilling with buj and we're tryna cook
Make it look like I’m chilling with wrestlers


I put trust in these girls, like, I never put trust in a b*t*h
Man got banned from the ends
Can’t come back, that boy is a snitch
Opps them know what we done
I ain’t gotta talk ‘bout the work that we did
N***as getting cheffed, getting M’d on their block
And all now and they ain’t done a thing
If I chat to this b*t*h, she better hold this beater
Can’t f**k with a b*t*h if she can’t suck d**k like Tulisa
Man put his hand on my geezer, man got his head back beat up
Just holla at bro for the nina
Told him "The price can’t get no cheaper"
Bando settings, watching Jeremy Kyle
Put TT on a phone line so the cats ring down
I’ll dip man down on the pave
Dip man down, I’ll do it with smile
Got my young boy doing OT and he’s doing me proud
That TT buj had your cunch spot banging
Pull up at Tango’s block
Wand in my hand, watch everyone vanish
Got a long nose ting and the brown ain't playing in position
I didn’t want to know back then
Now I walk past gyal and their hair they're fixing


Fam I used to slide on a cat, like, take this tester
Feds locked me down, I was in the jailhouse, chilling in Leicester
More time in the gym with the ching
But you know I that was tryna get hencher
And if you think I’m not with the sh*ts
Go on in, just test my temper
Fam I used to slide on a cat, like, take this tester
Feds locked me down, I was in the jailhouse, chilling in Leicester
More time in the gym with the ching
But you know I that was tryna get hencher
And if you think I’m not with the sh*ts
Go on in, just test my temper

Family come first
Money, then b*t*hes come after
Road-runner for them bands though
Fam I need milli's like Carter
Step out in my lonies
Or I do road in my partner
I rob so many man
I put my trust in a skeng for the karma
Business important, need to make sure my income stable
Still ride for the gang doe
Try me and it could end up fatal
No love for a b*t*h bro
But I think this one’s faithful
I never loved someone so much
I swear Queen Lizzie’s my angel
F**k all these pussio cops
The jakes want me back in the box
N***a, I back my G's
You’re the type to stand there and watch
Need to make sure my family are good
Before I stand back in them dots
So first we gon' getting this money and then we go'n bang on the opps
'Member days I was humble?
That sh*t never done no justice
Then I stepped out on a new flex
Like anyone can get it, man, f**k this
Man I don’t dish out verbals
Hop out and show man a subject
Man ride with illegals
Two step with the hammer in public

Fam I used to slide on a cat, like, take this tester
Feds locked me down, I was in the jailhouse, chilling in Leicester
More time in the gym with the ching
But you know I that was tryna get hencher
And if you think I’m not with the sh*ts
Go on in, just test my temper
Fam I used to slide on a cat, like, take this tester
Feds locked me down, I was in the jailhouse, chilling in Leicester
More time in the gym with the ching
But you know I that was tryna get hencher
And if you think I’m not with the sh*ts
Go on in, just test my temper




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