Bullets

Got a fresh pair of air force ones

Dizzee told me that it's vital

The swagger I get from my air force ones

It's streaming out like it's tidal

I be flying in my air force ones

Presidential on arrival

And when I'm spitting in my air force one

I'm rapping people like a spiral

I ain't got a rival

I be with my brother we be chilling in paris

Like qu'est-ce que tu fais mon ami

Why you looking at me?

For this situation escalates I suggest that you sortie

That means exit now la fouine, your weasels can fall asleep

Yeah it's peak

Bring the beat

I put heat on mp3

People saying I'm so sick

Why this ain't going virally?

I tell 'em when something is potent you put that in quarantine

Or read I killed another beat and then dumped off the magazine

Oh shit

Yeah I swear I'm going in

Like a bullet to the brain I be penetrating skin

Like a bullet to the brain I be killing everything

Oh shit

Oh lord

I'm about to go in like

I'm with riccardo out in paris eating scallops

I plan to stay here really long just like an arab

It's undisputed I'm the man there ain't a challenge

The way I beetle got me feeling kinda scarab

I'm the one you couldn't stop me if you tried too

Lyrics from the chamber have me rapping like a rifle

You don't get the picture but you're looking for the title?

Say your word is bond but you'll be snitching when the sky falls

Arc de triumph on my right as I'm speeding down the back road

Call me pablo, what I sell man it must blow

People saying I ain't shit, that a fact yo?

Coz I'm in paris making this for you mad bro

They hating fuck it I just tell 'em wag1

Told my boy to roll it like a right arm

I don't even smoke like it's haram

But I'm fantastic on the mic when I flame on

Oh shit

Yeah I swear I'm going in

Like a bullet to the brain I be penetrating skin

Like a bullet to the brain I be killing everything

Oh shit

Oh lord

I'm about to go in like

Kong

I be beating my chest

I be ripping off limbs

I be breaking of necks

Of an mc

Who wants to try me? Come test

You will get sat down

Sat score fresh (ahh)

Take two secs for the punchlines

Make sure you're getting up when it counts 9

And don't be calling me 'bout rubbish just to cry

I already got way too many neeks on my waist line

Oh shit

Yeah I swear I'm going in

Like a bullet to the brain I be penetrating skin

Like a bullet to the brain I be killing everything

Oh shit

Oh lord

I'm about to go in like