(That's Chucks)
Yeah, yeah
Hunch
In the UK I'm in Bottega, hit the deli then bodega
Smokin' ZaZa, different flavors
The Pavarotti's I bought stainless
Got the AP and the stainless
One for causal, one for haters (grrah)
Hunch
We got workers with no papers
If the police try to pin it
Then it's straight up immigration
Yeah
Five years with no vacation
Re-up very frequent so the bando isn't vacant
In the streets I don't pay no tax
In the streets I was good in maths
And the street knows that I do not cap
Amiri jeans, that's a bag on my lap
They used to dub me, got me too attached
Bmws and Bentleys and Wratihs
Guess today is a fuck all of that
Wicked (wicked)
We don't cap but this shit fittin', uh (no cap)
When I talk I tell 'em listen, listen
I don't care about no image, Hunch
I give pictures to my nitty
Lenny really wit' it
Stainless burner, you go missin' (brrt-brrt, grrah)
From the trenches, found my blessings
My brothers with me and there's nothing that I'm fearin', yeah
Hunch
In the UK I'm in Bottega, hit the deli then bodega
Smokin' ZaZa, different flavors
The Pavarotti's I bought stainless
Got the AP and the stainless
One for causal, one for haters
We got workers with no papers
If the police try to pin it
Then it's straight up immigration
Yeah
Five years with no vacation
Re-up very frequent so the bando isn't vacant
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