J U N I O R - JNR FREESTYLE

Quickly
Jump out the whip 'cause there's no drive thru at Five Guys (Naa)
Full tank and no one's in the BM so the ting flies
I've been high
I turned stoner because my life so mediocre
Remember I told ya
I'll be the second famous person from this town so shoutout Kerry Katona (Haha)
Why I can't stop 'til I can cop the rainbow daytona (Okay)
Make money then repeat
That's how I got blood on the soles of my feet
Coming like I serve meat
Bon Appétit
Your girl told me to be discreet (She did)
Next thing I post a tweet
Like sorry babes you know you shouldn't cheat
That's why I'm focused on my sterling
Man's a wizard bro I'm Merlin
Was that jakes I can't be certain
All I know
Is that if you touch these tyres they'll be burning
60 bags on the German
Didn't come with the spoiler
Foreign ting that's never let me down
Kevin De Bruyne
That's KDB
School days I had a HTC
And then a Blackberry
'Cause that's how I made my GBP
In-between 'Pool and Manny
That's where you'll find me
Kodak Black I'm tryna roll in peace
But my hands start to sweat while I roll these trees (Fuck sake)
Yo' my mandem come feisty and icy
Don't try the imitation game like Kiera Knightly
Make it from round Wazza that's highly unlikely
Not beside then your behind me
It's timely
That now you step forward
Sliding with your boo and she sees us that's awkward
'Cause I'm so ill just like what the doctor ordered
Life's a thrill
Gotta roll with these punches Terrance Crawford (Just roll with it)
I'm making money still calm with the floss
Off-White socks, Ciroc on the rocks
Got Zara in the passy she still moaning 'bout the hotbox
Only speaks her mind and she's been riding since RockShox
Stepping on the mandem's toes
It's let her in or let her go
She smart she never free it so
We keep them tings on standby for when me and **** blow (Blow)
'Cause we'll be making doe (Doe)
That's 80 racks a show (Show)
Or a hundred quid a ticket
What'd you know 'bout ballers Pez is counting digits
Don't begin to fuck about or fidget
Went from chilling in the Clio with the cargo
That's bob like sideshow
Wait 'til I switch that car though
From a Renault to a McLaren I feel like Daniel Ricciardo
Probably see me on the block
In my Warrington kit
Turning illegal money legit
Bully road grab mic then spit
Tracy said she's soon to quit
But she's still smoking counterfeit the only way she's getting lit
Anyone can get rich quick I call that shit arithmetic
(Yeah, I call that shit arithmetic)
Wish you saw the size of Tracy's eyes when we unzipped the dank proof
Wrapped around these motherfucking trees coming like bamboo
We tan zoots
While making cash moves
The cash moves but its only getting taller
17 I'm still a baller
Got a lot of pricks in my bits I need to prove wrong
Got me thinking do I rise it up or go and write a song
Life's long but oh so short
God knows I'm vexed
Still kicking 'bout these roads with my bros
Slinging packs out the GLE it's got 6 modes
Easy travel railroads to my cities
False ego trip to keep me busy
Don't say I love you, thats bonkers
Are you Dizzie?
Are you Dizzie?
Defend my boys like Jaap Stam
Left Manny, went to Rome
Hit up Milan then Amsterdam
Then Lisbon, only Moncler I was sporting
In green and white from night 'til morning
Like the wolf of wall street I'm balling
Fuck, can't go on holiday this year I'm stuck
'Cause my boys just love a party
And they're saying still the clubs are shut
Who gives a fuck?
Need to take a flight out these ends they're yuck
Meant to be socially distancing
But she still came around to buck...

Written by:
Jack Roberts

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