Sofa Surfin

YvngMonty, you wildin' (man, you got Skillz) L's up or get shelled up Free my fuckin' thugs, you know what it is, grrt Still got the bando boomin' DMD when I whip that light up Catch me sofa surfin', I was with bro tryna get my grind up Can you hear the Nokia ringin'? I don't mean to brag, baby, that's my Lyca (brrt-brrt) Shoulda known better, my darg, niggas get burned when they play with fire (grrt) Still got the bando servin' (that's right), still got my dargs them birded (huh) Yo bro, why you look so nervous? Pass me the wap, I'll carry that burden, ayy Still in the trap, I'm workin' (huh), you know how it goes down though (grrt-grrt) I don't really show her attention, but I can bet she goes down low (I bet) When suttin' gets touched in Waltham Forest Talk of the town that the Malis did that (that the Malis did that) Be-bet they won't spin back, I-I'm on the block, shot's get dispatched Niggas wan' brag 'bout things that we been had, bitch, hops to the porch and we been tapped If I'm with F blacked out like a bin bag, you don't wanna know what's in the gym bag A-a-all the things that I coulda done (coulda done) Still I'm on the block with my hoodie on, uh Bro done him up like I woulda done, pussy froze up like a bitch, and he coulda run (bitch) Multiple times that I shoulda run, but I got a hard head, I'm stubborn All about bread, I don't know about clubbin' (all 'bout) And you fuckin' with them? I don't know 'bout cousins Are you buzzin'? Ayy, you must be if you think that my guys'nem slip Rambo blade 'ttached to my hip, any violation, shirts get ripped Look at IC3 turn blue like he's Crip, then it's back to the hustle, call me Nip Me I rap about things that I actually did, they rap about life they don't actually live Mum used to pray for a doctor, no-now she just prays that I don't get locked up You see gang take flight like a 'copter, baby-nine was the first to my roster I grown now, I want a Draco like NOCTA (grrt-grrt), on the opp block tryna find me a Rasta (grrt-grrt) I ain't racist, this is block stuff, need a wap? Bro here on my blocka Still got the bando boomin' DMD when I whip that light up Catch me sofa surfin', I was with bro tryna get my grind up Can you hear the Nokia ringin'? I don't mean to brag, baby, that's my Lyca (brrt-brrt) Shoulda known better, my darg, niggas get burned when they play with fire (grrt) Still got the bando servin' (that's right), still got my dargs them birded (huh) Yo bro, why you look so nervous? Pass me the wap, I'll carry that burden, ayy Still in the trap, I'm workin' (huh), you know how it goes down though (grrt-grrt) I don't really show her attention, but I can bet she goes down low (I bet) Lemme tell you 'bout my bando diary, whippin' up flake, you might know it as Yola Got my fair share of OT drama, it took me a while, but I showed composure Man, I just got a call from my knick-knack, sayin' bare shottas tryna trouble my soldier (who?) So-so I spent five bills on a dott-dotts, send it up there like, "Yo, take over" "Yo, go to the hottest bando, boot down the door and let it off twice" (baow-baow) It happened at half past eight, I bet the whole spot will know by a quarter to nine Now-now's he's comfy sellin' that light, and they all look down when he's peddlin' by I-I-it's funny all it took was a dott-dott, now all the shottas are gettin' in line like Whenever I need me, I'd rather give 15 light to Mikey (light to Mikey) He drives me a 100 miles whenever I re-up on Kylie (YvngMonty, you wildin') This ting, too into her star signs, about Pisces, allow me (man you got Skillz) Now she's tryna act all feisty, man, I think she watch too much TOWIE Miss me (miss me), the life that I live is risky (grrt-grrt) Can't lie that my old ting's history, woulda thought that my new ting's from West Indies Shoutout to my new habibtis, stuck to me even more than my mindi (baow-baow-baow) It's a mystery, mask on my face tryna make one fly like a frisby, grrt-grrt Still got the bando boomin' DMD when I whip that light up Catch me sofa surfin', I was with bro tryna get my grind up Can you hear the Nokia ringin'? I don't mean to brag, baby, that's my Lyca (brrt-brrt) Shoulda known better, my darg, niggas get burned when they play with fire (grrt) Still got the bando servin' (that's right), still got my dargs them birded (huh) Yo bro, why you look so nervous? Pass me the wap, I'll carry that burden, ayy Still in the trap, I'm workin' (huh), you know how it goes down though (grrt-grrt) I don't really show her attention, but I can bet she goes down low (I bet)