Flood Up

Flood up the ends with germans whips
My bruddahs we pull up in Audi's
My brown skin don't match my cockney
Me and my bruddahs we pull up like bounty
Canada goose on ma back no mountie
I might move to a ting in a rave
I chat to the foreign ting, I'm the foreign
Cause I'm the one from a different county
Proudly, move to dem man on suttin'
But they comin on ummin and buttin'
Comin all deer like, mandem are ruttin'
But its not coke that my JD is cuttin'
Slickz, move to the ting thats struttin'
I'm too waved how my eyes are shuttin'
Bro we came in the game with nuttin'
Offence too strong how the op dem are cussin'
(Come on den, come on den)
But i dont care how a man gets paid
Bruno took one out for the team
My dargy, I love how he caught the grenade
Jade, like how her backs displayed
Shes dressed up in blue and I'm coming in suade
Quick gotta find some shade
Cause ill pattern the ting right hair like shiftys braid
Yeah, most of the man just hatin'
Club, house mickey mouse just fakin'
Caught, tony out like a hawk
But this bruddah kept talkin' bout skatin'
Skat man, more than the piss I'm takin'
Shoes, more than my drinks i'm lacin'
Put saltana into the mix cause ah the issues im constantly raisin'
Hashtag, sea life, screamin' and wailin'
I got tears in ma eyes, no brakin'
Passenger seat, got the mandem bracin'
Wah you know bout doin up speeds
Hop out the whip and ya legs still shakin'
Tread of the tyres comin off flakin'
Lifes too rare in the whip im stakin'
But I'm an artist, talkin a pain-ting
Brown skin ting with a backless dress
Mess, showin' off side of her breast
Test, keepin' eye contact
Not tryna be rude and stare at her chest
Yes, short ting up to my neck
Hands on her back, and she rubbin' my leg
But shes starin' right in ma boat cause truss' me
Both ah ma hands on deck
I'm preein' the way that she likes it, she wont hide it, she just smilin'
I'm claimin' on my insurance, cause of the way that her bumpers grindin'
Sean paul like glue, to my pelvis bindin'
Shes bringin' her girl to my yard
Hannibal lecter, i think she on bi-ting
Side ting, no sighting no fighting
Aint got, time for a bitch thats cryin'
On my right got a phone thats dyin'
Left, keys to my whip mans flyin'
I might come on some nemo ting
Plenty of fish in the sea mans findin'
Next day, move to the ting mans eyein'
PG, squeezin' her bags no twining