Toblerone
An I'm seeing through the shadows
Pirate Captain Sparrow, Never hit a rago (yeh)
If I do then I'm a vando (yehh Yeh Yeh)
An I'm seeing through the shadows
Pirate Captain Sparrow, Never hit a rago yeh
If I do then I'm a vando yehh
All the money in the world, You still end up all alone
All the Pussy in the world, I might jack of all alone
Got a call we took the packet straight to the end zone
Fly vacuums yeh yeh Hulio Jones yeh
Fly alone, Fly straight on my Jack Jones
Leaning Tower money eating pizza see me up in Rome
This that light brown with bits, Yeh Toblerone
Say it loud, You know Huncho don't do monotones
I'm preaching, Told my brothers hit my monologue
Yeh I used to be in broke jeans, Jack and Jones
Hella weed up on my dresser, Dresser
Now we grown yeh, Bitches they don't wanna fuck
Yeh now we bone yeh
Better days never used to fornacate yeh
Better days I didn't get hurt by the hate yeh
Real trays, Loud hays
Always hit him in a alley by the gate
Enemy is the state, Frenemies they turn snake
Need Gelato in a crate yeh, In a crate
Spend some money for the sake of spending money
You can't relate no way
This a man sport, You ain't got your game
Yeh you can not partake
So superior like the lake
I got water from the lake
I'm immune to all the hate
I'm immune till all the grave
I ain't immune to getting laid
And they sipping haterade
Wishin that the police catch me lurking when they do a raid
And I'm wishing for some less stress
Regardless still I'm self made yeh
I only smoke Miami bro yeh
Yeh I'm Dwayne Wayd
And I'm hitting them yeh, Avoiding traffic I'm on ways yeh
Coz I'm just tryna find a way yeh
Coz I'm just tryna find a way yeh
Coz I'm just tryna find a way yehh
Same place I'm tryna level up yeh
Small waist and her belly tucked
Out here keep your pessy tucked
Got it on your side so your out of luck (out of luck)
I keep my money crisp
This that monster munch
This that stu' at 12 am so we can power up
And now our Biz phoned thru, we got power buds
Man I come with the pace, Speedy Gonzales
I'm scoring the goals with sauce in the back, Long range like alvez
I'm coming for top spot
Smoking now more I'm up top
Lil' kids up in Kung sports
Making money on stove pots yeh
Lemme just make it another hit
The nitty's in love with the ting so they
Phone up again they just wanted another hit
John Wick, Making these mad blocks yeh
Yeh, Yeh, Yeh, I got this
Chill with like 7, A few up in heaven
Nobody can across it, Nobody can across it
You don't understand it
I didn't think I'd get this far yeh, Huncho didn't plan it
People really threw me pennies yeh
When this shit couldn't manage yeh
When they really couldn't manage yeh
Sitting in the barbers watching brothers criticise me
I'm the harvard leaguers Ivey
Tell a young Bull come and try me
Lemme father them like I am Jay Z and They Ivey
Had a couple plugs moving pricey
Had a cutter on my waist If It gets slicey
Money don't sleep so i sleep Jigga
Used to shop PH Jigga
You can't relate Jigga
Them days we couldn't relocate Jigga
Million pound dream still 6 figures
Leave out my yard looking 6 figures
6 figures get rich or flow sicker
Blue rizla, They got small dreams I see bigger pictures
It ain't what it seems I'm still the same Jigga
Pirate Captain Sparrow, Never hit a rago (yeh)
If I do then I'm a vando (yehh Yeh Yeh)
An I'm seeing through the shadows
Pirate Captain Sparrow, Never hit a rago yeh
If I do then I'm a vando yehh
All the money in the world, You still end up all alone
All the Pussy in the world, I might jack of all alone
Got a call we took the packet straight to the end zone
Fly vacuums yeh yeh Hulio Jones yeh
Fly alone, Fly straight on my Jack Jones
Leaning Tower money eating pizza see me up in Rome
This that light brown with bits, Yeh Toblerone
Say it loud, You know Huncho don't do monotones
I'm preaching, Told my brothers hit my monologue
Yeh I used to be in broke jeans, Jack and Jones
Hella weed up on my dresser, Dresser
Now we grown yeh, Bitches they don't wanna fuck
Yeh now we bone yeh
Better days never used to fornacate yeh
Better days I didn't get hurt by the hate yeh
Real trays, Loud hays
Always hit him in a alley by the gate
Enemy is the state, Frenemies they turn snake
Need Gelato in a crate yeh, In a crate
Spend some money for the sake of spending money
You can't relate no way
This a man sport, You ain't got your game
Yeh you can not partake
So superior like the lake
I got water from the lake
I'm immune to all the hate
I'm immune till all the grave
I ain't immune to getting laid
And they sipping haterade
Wishin that the police catch me lurking when they do a raid
And I'm wishing for some less stress
Regardless still I'm self made yeh
I only smoke Miami bro yeh
Yeh I'm Dwayne Wayd
And I'm hitting them yeh, Avoiding traffic I'm on ways yeh
Coz I'm just tryna find a way yeh
Coz I'm just tryna find a way yeh
Coz I'm just tryna find a way yehh
Same place I'm tryna level up yeh
Small waist and her belly tucked
Out here keep your pessy tucked
Got it on your side so your out of luck (out of luck)
I keep my money crisp
This that monster munch
This that stu' at 12 am so we can power up
And now our Biz phoned thru, we got power buds
Man I come with the pace, Speedy Gonzales
I'm scoring the goals with sauce in the back, Long range like alvez
I'm coming for top spot
Smoking now more I'm up top
Lil' kids up in Kung sports
Making money on stove pots yeh
Lemme just make it another hit
The nitty's in love with the ting so they
Phone up again they just wanted another hit
John Wick, Making these mad blocks yeh
Yeh, Yeh, Yeh, I got this
Chill with like 7, A few up in heaven
Nobody can across it, Nobody can across it
You don't understand it
I didn't think I'd get this far yeh, Huncho didn't plan it
People really threw me pennies yeh
When this shit couldn't manage yeh
When they really couldn't manage yeh
Sitting in the barbers watching brothers criticise me
I'm the harvard leaguers Ivey
Tell a young Bull come and try me
Lemme father them like I am Jay Z and They Ivey
Had a couple plugs moving pricey
Had a cutter on my waist If It gets slicey
Money don't sleep so i sleep Jigga
Used to shop PH Jigga
You can't relate Jigga
Them days we couldn't relocate Jigga
Million pound dream still 6 figures
Leave out my yard looking 6 figures
6 figures get rich or flow sicker
Blue rizla, They got small dreams I see bigger pictures
It ain't what it seems I'm still the same Jigga
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Writer(s): Johnny Johnston
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