Bellingham

(Young G)

(M1OnTheBeat)

My man, my man

My man said he got hammers for sale again

I ain't Jude but I bet you I'm Bellingham (One)

Feds dem onto the set again

Obbo, it ain't even safe on Telegram

Big rasclaart medallion, everywhere we go is Shelly-Ann

Givenchy, Louis, Dior, Chanel again

Shorty say I look good in everything

Bro told me he ain't goin' back jail again

Just got nicked, now he's back there again

Somethin' got bunned on the- (Ph-)

Lost that boot, had so mu- (Ph- phew)

They want me back on the trench again

I don't know who's genuine (uh)

Somethin' just end up dead again, I did try tellin' them (One)

I was yola with the amphetamine

If I was posh, then it would've been ketamine (Yeah)

I was dead broke tryna sell everything

So I had to rap white like Eminem (Turn, turn, turn)

Done levelled up, but I'm still levellin'

Ain't it funny how we chase down opps

But nowadays I just chase down my beverage?

And I still gotta scream, "Fuck fed" again (Told me turn, ay)

True, the mandem done up Dunlin and Heron

And all now the feds gotta rise up evidence

'Cah they really made white tops turn red

White tops turn red, Teddy Sheringham

Talkin' my shit, they ain't lettin' me land

Got a suite top in the London Sheraton, ooh

London Sheraton grand, 'cah this neck, ph- ch- bands

My man said he got hammers for sale again

I ain't Jude but I bet you I'm Bellingham

Feds dem onto the set again

Obbo, it ain't even safe on Telegram

Big rasclaart medallion, everywhere we go is Shelly-Ann

Givenchy, Louis, Dior, Chanel again

Shorty say I look good in everything

Bro told me he ain't goin' back jail again

Just got nicked, now he's back there again

Somethin' got bunned on the- (Ph-)

Lost that boot, had so mu- (Ph- phew)

They want me back on the trench again

I don't know who's genuine (uh)

Somethin' just end up dead again, I did try tellin' them (One)

This brown one thick, she melanin

Me and her eat, it's Michelin

This steak knife is far from a flick shank

Come from the trench, but I still got etiquette

Rappers start gettin' upset again, rememberin'

Then they go troll on the net again

They send for me, I can't send for them

True, there's a body in the street, it's delicate

They say they want war, they're gemmin' it

You know what the hitters will do for One

I'm feelin' like Declan Rice at Emirates (Suh suh suh)

It's separate

Little bro turned his wrist to a B

You know me, I love when the mandem are levellin'

Times when the B made a fiend OD

It forced me to cut it, OT Genesis

My man said he got hammers for sale again

I ain't Jude but I bet you I'm Bellingham (One)

Feds dem onto the set again

Obbo, it ain't even safe on Telegram

Big rasclaart medallion, everywhere we go is Shelly-Ann

Givenchy, Louis, Dior, Chanel again

Shorty say I look good in everything

Bro told me he ain't goin' back jail again

Just got nicked, now he's back there again

Somethin' got bunned on the- (Ph-)

Lost that boot, had so mu- (Ph- phew)

They want me back on the trench again

I don't know who's genuine (No, uh)

Somethin' just end up dead again, I did try tellin' them (One)

Told me turn, ayy

Told me turn

(M1OnTheBeat)

(Young G)