Essentials

They know I been ready and it's time to go
He's whippin' for the fiends, keep the doors closed
Shoreditch High Street, cocaine up their nose (ohh-oh-ohh)
Man's been outside, Lord knows, hmm (ohh-oh-ohh)
I got the essentials, (hold up, wait)
Bad ones lookin' like Kylie and Kendall (wait, whoa)
My bro's got the ruler, he never went school (ahhh, t,t,t,tsss)
Defyin' the system, we're makin' our own rules, mm-mm

She wanna eat tonight, let's go find a place
Set a reminder cause I'm not good with time and dates, huh
I don't even trust myself, I know I'm probably gonna be late, uhhh
I forgot the time we were supposed to link, I think it was 8, uhhh
I'm poppin' a X, I'm off the earth, I'm into astronomy
I put in the work, young black man
Penetrate the economy
I come in the place, she said that I'm cute
She's gone soft for me
I'm too obsessed with The Dark Knight
Cause that's who I wanna be

Ready and it's time to go
He's whippin' for the fiends, keep the doors closed
Shoreditch High Street, cocaine up their nose (ohh-oh-ohh)
Man's been outside, Lord knows, hmm (ohh-oh-ohh)
I got the essentials, (hold up, wait)
Bad ones lookin' like Kylie and Kendall (wait, whoa)
My bro's got the ruler, he never went school (ahhh, t,t,t,tsss)
Defyin' the system, we're makin' our own rules, mm-mm

The whip on the street, it's lookin' purple like codeine
Done a sesh at the gym, now I need me some protein
They said that I'm lookin' familiar, how do you know me?
Are you sure that's your girl?
She's gettin' passed 'round like a trophy
Drillings on drillings on drillings
They're sayin' the gang's responsible
Can't confirm or deny accusations
I ask them, "how is that possible?"
All these girls wanna lie on my name
And said that I fucked, not at all
There's plenty of dotty's, he carries a shotty
The ting's lookin' proper tall

Ready and it's time to go
He's whippin' for the fiends, keep the doors closed
Shoreditch High Street, cocaine up their nose (ohh-oh-ohh)
Man's been outside, Lord knows, hmm (ohh-oh-ohh)
I got the essentials, (hold up, wait)
Bad ones lookin' like Kylie and Kendall (wait, whoa)
My bro's got the ruler, he never went school (ahhh, t,t,t,tsss)
Defyin' the system, we're makin' our own rules, mm-mm

Uhhh, M Kid this is a madting
Uhh, me and the Mandem, we're matchin'
Yeah, flyin' away, you get packin'
Yeah, can't trust a soul, never lackin'



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Writer(s): Jordon Davis
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