[Intro]
It's Swan
M1 On the Beat

[Verse]
Ah, look
I got no one I can trust, I can see through the lust
I ain't real love
She said that love is a drug, I just wan' fuck
'Cause I ain't no piss-head
I scam one girl for a O2 plan, got a CCG, now she's tellin' her man
Talkin' about startin' a business
Reality bro, you ain't got no plan
I need a bad one like Kenzo B
We don't scam, we refund G
I ain't into that star sign shit, but make sure it's linked to a Gemini please
Had this one ting down on her knees
These ain't four's, these Jordan three's
First and third, I need that please
L.M.N.L, my P.G.P
Four-four spam, that can never be me
No it weren't mе that sent that text
Late night trips for thе BTC
Me and my ski run it up off Next
I told this bad B "I don't want sex, can you go in the bank and cash me this cheque?"
Catch me in my Nikey tech
On the property lad, I don't need to flex
She wan' a day in the life with Tankz
And the Vue ting has linked up with Poku Banks
Cash plus is the only exception
True say I don't like these online banks
My cougar done the one-two scan
She give me racks, gotta firm that jeetin'
I just want head then I'm leavin'
Pension one, every grandma's grieving
Same way that he cleans his p's, same way that he cleans his shank
I felt like a b-tec driller when I slipped inside
But without no latex, swing me a Amex
I gotta load up my proxy, why?, 'cause the BBC tried dox me
Most of my old tings can't shot me, why? 'Cause they got nothin' offer but bots, G
This one rude and dead, so I kept it low from the ski's can never be me
This one ting thought I was famous 'cause she saw me on BBC
Work that square, I don't want Santander, just swing me a [?] or [?]
I spend 5K on my b-day, two white girls on me on the freeway
Rest in peace to five-one-five (Look back and I miss those days)
Rest in peace to four-six-five (Look back and I miss those days)
Rest in peace to U.T.R, for that man I copped my plane
I sold two-two and I still get paid
If the job falls through, then I still feel pain
[Outro]
Rest in peace to five-one-five
Rest in peace to four-six-five
Rest in peace to U.T.R, for that man I copped my plane
I sold two-two and I still get paid
If the job falls through, then I still feel pain