Stupid asylum So cold Bullshit Stupid asylum I love it where you are, I have the status Bugs like cactus, I burst like a boulder You are so worried because you will never get the move in your life So they produce an album If not without eating bamboo, I swear to you I nail it in the bottom, it explodes like a bomb I kill you like Bambi's mother, without being a boom bap Let them know that my music is the tomb Crazy that you fall, if you like my song, let them fuck you If not, let a good tromba shit on you And this is pure flow to split it in two If you liked it, you will soon be for this song My motherfucking door coming for my shit like I'm in bed with a mafia With an Italian baby named Tanya, repping Britannia I've been on this shit since the old school, powering up like I'm Goku Hit you with a kamehameha, come here little bitch Lowkey been on the map since forever I am a receiver, I've never been a giver Yet he's four bars, spitting out fever Evil like an eagle, flying like a fucking eagle Trying to tell all these motherfuckers that I'm coming next And I'm pulling up again and now I'm burning everybody Feeling whoops, spitting everybody wanna know Who's running the show, if I'm feeling khaki, call me Mr. Motherfucking Ro If I'm feeling khaki, call me Mr. Motherfucking Ro Driving in my Panamera with my partners, driving through the fauna Driving in my Panamera with my partners, driving through the fauna I don't want a quarter pounder, flying to Brussels for that big boy burger Flying to Lux for that big boy chicken Motherfucking finger licking, baby why you fibbing? Baby why you looking? Baby what you feeling? Chicken nugget looking nice, bitch Yeah you fucked, shut the fuck up St-st-st-st-ring looking nice, bitch Now I ain't harsh, I am just truthful I just spit bars and I want Gucci I want fast cars just like in movies Whiskey and ice to pick up the spice Money and wives, nobody's advice, nobody's advice Yeah, whether I'm the best, you don't wanna test Never get starring, got the facts, that's just like man style A lot of them went to Harvard, yeah But a lot of them work for me Driving in a black Benz, walking around like bad men Always with the mandem, always with the mandem, bruh Yeah, always with the mandem Yeah, yeah, check out for the mandem, yeah Yeah, top of the club, party in London If your girlfriend likes you, it's because of this song Yeah, top of the club, party in London If your girlfriend likes you, it's because of this song