PRE CHOURUS
(LIL KHANNI3)
Everyone knows I came up from the London streets
Down there is my gs
Down there we don’t grass to police
Look at that dealer down there
Oh wait that is my niece
My and the lads going down to maccies
Let’s have a feast

CHOURUS

Yes cos I come up from da streets
Down there if you chat to me blud I’ll chat too you
When it comes to grime
Fam ain’t got no clue
And don’t make ecses saying that your new
Just calm down
Sit down on mans sofa
Sit down on dem leather seats
I only got that from da streets

VERSE ONE
(YUNG BRZ)

(ay) I swipe like I’m ayo
And reverse like I’m teo
(ay) DONT expect me to pay yall
Course round ere in my endz we don’t pay nall
Yeah cuz mans young
Look at what me and my g khannie have done
Sippin on pinas under the morcan sun
VERSE TWO
(LIL KHANNI3)

Mate I’m telling you da truth
Don’t lie to me or I’ll shank you
In the back of my photo both
Your nasty
Your classy
I’m from the streets so I’m tassy
And I love that ting fatty

PRE CHOURUS
(LIL KHANNI3)
Ay lil boi
Don’t chat
Your fat
Fire is what I spat
So get thrashed

CHOURUS
(LIL KHANNI3)

Yes cuz I came up from the streets
Down there if you chat to me blud
I’ll chat to you too
Fam ain’t got a clue
Boi get lost go shoo
Calm down I know that your new
Sit on my sofa
Sit on them leather seats
That I got cos man came up from the streets