More songs by Central Cee
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Description
Associated Performer: Central Cee & J Hus
Composer, Associated Performer, Lyricist: Central Cee
Associated Performer: J Hus
Lyricist, Composer: Karan Behl
Lyricist, Composer: Ayodele Oyadare
Composer, Lyricist: Alexander Bardia Henderson
Composer, Lyricist: Andrey Scotton
Lyricist, Composer: Momodou Jallow
Lyricist, Composer: Aaron Goedluck
Producer: Fumes Beats
Producer: iO
Producer: OHNINE
Producer: Yjay
Producer: Aaronorage
Mixing Engineer: Jonny Leslie
Mastering Engineer: Joe LaPorta
Lyrics and translation
Original
I make gal weh call a mummy water (hm-mm)
When I enter the club, I'm Rich Porter (hm-mm)
I don't bust my gun, I give the order (hm-mm)
I be pimpin' forever 'cah I'm immortal (hm-mm)
If you wanna give life, pumpum's the portal (hm-mm)
Stacking bare bread, that's for my daughter (hm-mm)
You gon' have my youth, never abort her (hm-mm)
Don't trust, no, man, that's what I taught her (hm-mm)
Every money I make, give her a quarter (hm-mm)
Spend the rest on the wax, car is important (hm-mm)
My first shotgun had to cut it shorter (hm-mm)
Go to the other side, then we slaughter
Who's the suspect? It's a mystery
Broad daylight, don't care if a kid see
Do it in the park in front of your pickney
Do it on a date in front of her bibty
Yo, let me get back in the car quickly
Before they ask, "Can I get a pic, please?"
We got a pole, but it's no striptease
But there's dead presidents in the air indeed
Who's the victim? 'Cause I know it ain't me
Eight weeks in the T, straight age 18
Drum gone beat, but I ain't Tay Keith
Put on the flash, make a man say, "Cheese"
Ain't a freak, what the fuck you pulling up for?
I thought that it's beef, but they ain't pulling up though
Spent nuff dough on a long nose Dumbo
They on, so why the fuck we got guns for?
I'm tryna see the opps fall and see the money pile up (hm-mm)
Try put a body in the air like Mile High Club (hm-mm)
If you knew what I spent on all of these Firaun (hm-mm)
My financial advisor wouldn't advise it
Pull up on you now, go in the triage some
All of this Chanel I put on my side one
Not to mention the shit on my wife, bro
Put a million away, send her to ice court
Side quest, leave a sideman dead on the sidewalk, bro
Pull up in the thing while you turning your lights off
You ain't done nothing 'til you put your guys on
All the business that I stood on, I did it for my block
My first shotgun had to cut it shorter
Go to the other side, then we slaughter