Monsters

Nineteen, I was in the trap with a Barbie
Wallahi I swear I must have sniffed up a chaabi
I’m chatting to my ho in Punjabi
My Iranian ting’s spitting lyrics in Farsi
I remember running round broke
Now I’m mashing P’s off of download
Indian ting from Hounslow
She told man she wants to go down low
Might hit the cafe for a cappuccino
Linked up with Shak and Big Pakachino
Airbnb just to bag a kilo
The price just went up, I had to add a zero
Break up the Z and get that anda gone
Gundeh paseh, where’d you get your dubba from?
Need a new link, all the fiends getting sick
Hit PK, five bills for a brick
The streets turned me to a monster
I put my gloves on like a boxer
Met my connect at the Costa
Now I’m covered in white like Hotspur
Burner full of heat, still swerving in the Jeep
Might pull up on your block, we’re disturbing all the peace
It gets dirty in the streets
This shit turned me to a beast
All I’ve got is beef, flying shells, burger and lobster
The streets turned me to a monster
Now this money that I Count like Dracula
Money in accounts still stacking up
One in your neck like Frankenstein
My West don’s been in country lines
Clingfilm, wrap it like a mummy
All my G’s still trapping for this money
Everything that I do a mazza
You’re a myth in the forest like the chupacabra
You’re a myth like Bigfoot the yeti
I’ve just dropped off my stick to a jezzy
Now I’m at the stove with this Pyrex
Coke hiding in the water like the Loch Ness
Need to bring it back, need to lock it back
Rotate just to lock it like a bottle cap
The streets turned me to a monster
I put my gloves on like a boxer
Met my connect at the Costa
Now I’m covered in white like Hotspur
Burner full of heat, still swerving in the Jeep
Might pull up on your block, we’re disturbing all the peace
It gets dirty in the streets
This shit turned me to a beast