45 SMOKE lyrics

[Intro]

We up top (Uh)

[Verse]

Rise and shine, let's get it

Bombaclaat (Bomba), dickhead, bombaclaat (Bomba), dickhead (Bomba)

I used to jack cars with a Phillips

Speak patois in case somebody listens (What was that?)

And I got new books so the crib's get christened

Shoot, they glisten, now they pitchin', who you kiddin'?

Gettin' expend on the shoes, more fittin'

Council flat and a cling film ting

White shoes on the mat, got new carpet

Nike tracksuit, got it for a bargain

Got mums in my ear like a drill sergeant

They say, "Time is money," guess I'm bidin' mine

So I never walk alone like Merseyside

Your kilo come parcel size, too many option, I can't decide

Always gotta smile, in crucial times

And I always run wild, couldn't find my tribe

I used to rock Lyle & Scott, violent punk from the Eastern side

Doublin' 'til the day I die, keep doublin', tryna multiply

Money to me like shit for a fly

So I stay gettin' P 'cause the world is mine

[Refrain]

The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke (The whole world is mine)

The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke (Mine)

The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke

The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke

The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke

The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke

The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke

The .45 smoke, the .45 smoke

[Outro]

'Cause I grew up round shotters, coppers, alcoholics, drinking Foster's, anabolic

Raid your mums and spliff no blunt, here to bust you and your mums

Always rain, don't see no sun, take me for cunt, get nine-two long

Fee fo fum, is nothing long, people think I'm Satan's son

Shotters, coppers, alcoholics, drinking Foster's, anabolic

Raid your mums and spliff no blunt, here to bust you and your mums

Always rain don't see no sun take me for cunt get nine-two long

Fee fo fum, is nothing long, people think I'm Satan's son