Forget Me

You can forgive me, forget me
Now you are so sorry, so sorry
I will never go back now, go back now
To you, to you, to you, to you
You can forgive me, forget me
Now you are so sorry, so sorry
I will never go back now, go back now
To you, to you, to you, to you

Yo RS6 go skitz, go beast mode
Bust that left, got flashed down Leeds Road
Back, no joke, them pigs got smoked
Them boys jumped out, that car for repoed
Fresh out estates, the boys, we don't play
Back to the flake, the boys are self-made
No red light but he bust that pelican
Car got found but they found no evidence

Berghays hoodies, four--fours get muddy
Two-stroke bikes and them off-road buggies
Boys go divvy in them chorey trucks
999 better call 'em up
Yo, boys on the curbside, boys in the bando
Pull up in that Shogy or pull up in that Land Rove'
Feel like Ken when I take these back roads
Shots of the Grey Goose, lines of the Pablo

You can forgive me, forget me
Now you are so sorry, so sorry
I will never go back now, go back now
To you, to you, to you, to you
You can forgive me, forget me
Now you are so sorry, so sorry
I will never go back now, go back now
To you, to you, to you, to you

Bitch, come try, come see what I do
Pull up outside in a VW
Hatch of Passat, two boys in the back
Got got by the shop, all I seen was a flash
Yo, sticks and stones may break man's bones
But this big sawn-off's gonna take man's dome
Let that rip, I'ma take man's nose
No divvies 'round here, take no cuts

We fuck birds from outta town
Made pigs fly when bikes around
Shots at the bar, I'ma buy the round
And when your boyfriend's out, I'll be slidin' 'round
Yo, tenten mack and, man, I might just cracka
Six for the winner, I'm a red-light runner
Lifestyle hectic, we be gettin' TECs in
Laughin' at my ex-bitch, pull up in the X6

You can forgive me, forget me
Now you are so sorry, so sorry
I will never go back now, go back now
To you, to you, to you, to you
You can forgive me, forget me
Now you are so sorry, so sorry
I will never go back now, go back now
To you, to you, to you, to you

Kick back, blow smoke, got packs, got dope
Drive fast on road, drive past, get smoked
Got black, got crow, no mask, am blown
Get jacked, no joke, I'm bad to the bone
I'm a boy, I'm the real McCoy
You're not a big fish, you're a baby boy
I said, "Oi, I'm the real McCoy!
Pass me the mic, the crowd dem make noise"

These lot know I'm a dog like Marley
Drive like Ken and I fuck these barbies
Chicks with lips and the big round arses
Fuck then duck, I'm rough, I'm heartless
All blacked out when your Ken got done in
Mask on, you won't find who's took it
I ain't no gangsta, bitch, I'm a charva
New whip, new grip, new 'clava

You can forgive me, forget me
Now you are so sorry, so sorry
I will never go back now, go back now
To you, to you, to you, to you
You can forgive me, forget me
Now you are so sorry, so sorry
I will never go back now, go back now
To you, to you (but I don't care)