Sunday Roast (feat. JK-47)

I'm getting white girl wasted, skipping my classes But it's okay 'cause I'm never failing Bitch, I'm on aces, watch how I lace it I want the bacon (bacon) She tryna get in the pants But I'm too busy, I'm doing my dance White boy with the fit as Japan Skin lookin' like the Michelin Man That's bubble trouble Air Max done popped, got me another couple Still clean up nice, tuxedo or a suit and a tie What's he doin'? I'm doin' it right Eyes bluer than the hue of the sky Busy movin', on the move 'til I die They be neutral, but I do it in drive (Oi) you and yours better settle (settle) Before me and mine hit the levels (levels) I'm flowin' hotter than a kettle When I boil, I ain't even gotta tell 'em (don't tell 'em) Vendetta never let up 'Til we get the bread, cheddar and the lettuce (sandwich) They all looking at me bitter now But I'm too sweet, call the dentist (call) On the beat, I be the menace, I bet you remember JK-47 Tell 'em all, get ready (hey) 'Cause we about to set the record (uh-huh) And you about to get the message ECB and NO.ONE Network We be quick to pull up at your party And put you on show with the bars like Wentworth I just had me a vision (yeah) Picture my team winnin' Got some acres out the back (okay) And some chickens in the kitchen I just had me a vision Whole team sitting nice (nice) All of them dirty dishes (yeah) Eatin' roast every night I just had me a vision (yeah) Picture my team winnin' (uh) Got some acres out the back And some chickens in the kitchen I just had me a vision Whole team sittin' nice (nice) All of them dirty dishes (hey, can I, can I get a, um-) Gimme a footlong on Italian herbs and cheese Double chicken with the Old English Gimme triple spinach, olives, pickles, jalapeños Habanero sauce and salt and pepper with it (subway) I'll take a couple of them, Nerve stay duckin' the trends I'm with the best Steel caps up on that Hilux 'cause I gotta watch my steps (whoa) Stop right there, we must be takin' the piss Brother from another colour, we here for the chips (buddy) Stack them up in my fist, double up and that's it Double trouble, that's this ECB and the NO.ONE Network kill it from Cabba to Bris The fact of the matter is this Homie, we back in this bitch See, we entertain (ladies and gentlemen) But you better faint (you is irrelevant) We was up early, stayed on the grind Now you bitches late (wake the fuck up) I know you heard the bars, the verses I know you hate (don't give a fuck) So me and the Nerve and NO.ONE Network Uppin' the pace, up in your face So we put in work (from nine-to-five) Hands in the dirt (I'm gettin' sweaty) This is just practice, cook up the beat Then I simmer the verse (bon appétit) Sprinkle some herbs (ay) You know how it works (yeah) So miss me with talkin', I'm 'bout to walk it Show me it first Show me your best, show me your worst Show me the rest, who want it first? I let it burst, I am the kid, man And I be the wickedest, slickest original you ever heard Everybody wanna comment on me They don't want to be the one to put in the work So I'm callin' up the brother Nerve Like, "Let's work", he was like, "Word" I was like six foot, plus a little bit Call me grown man, but I'm still a kid Me and JK got some bring your grandmama over With the kids for dinner shit Nine-course, that's fine dinin' Bite this, you gon' die tryin' One day, we be ridin' private Rollin' up, now that's high flyin' (sheesh) I just had me a vision (yep) Picture my team winnin' Got some acres out the back (okay) And some chickens in the kitchen I just had me a vision Whole team sittin' nice (nice) All of them dirty dishes (yeah) Eatin' roast every night I just had me a vision (yeah) Picture my team winnin' (huh) Got some acres out the back And some chickens in the kitchen I just had me a vision Whole team sittin' nice (nice) All of them dirty dishes Eatin' roast every night