TUCK Lyrics

I just jumped out of whip with friends, gonna shoot video at B&Q

Back in school, I was one that was cool, till this day I'm still fucking cool

I still broke most of the damn rules, I just spent hundreds in the mall

I was making them fucking calls, it was me that orchestrated drip no drool

Your shit died out like plant, I see you act stop being a poser

I pack my bags, hit studio, trust me this ain't no Camp Rock

Your shit died out like plant, I see you act stop being a poser

I pack my bags, hit studio, trust me this ain't no Camp Rock

I'ma make it to the A-list, trust me fam I ain't PM Liz

I'ma get magic sauce, no Wiz 3, I might send to a rapper from Kingston

I was born in a place called Queen 'Liz, I ain't from South East, shout out Woolwich

Some guys toyed around with stories, don't make stories, don't twist it

Niggas hate for no reason I just spent some money on Jordans

There's no way I'll purchase Filas, if it's the top, it'll be different

Niggas hate for no reason I just spent some money on Jordans

There's no way I'll purchase Filas, if it's the top, it'll be different

I just jumped out of whip with friends, gonna shoot video at B&Q

Back in school, I was one that was cool, till this day I'm still fucking cool

I still broke most of the damn rules, I just spent hundreds in the mall

I was making them fucking calls, it was me that orchestrated drip no drool

Your shit died out like plant, I see you act stop being a poser

I pack my bags, hit studio, trust me this ain't no Camp Rock

Your shit died out like plant, I see you act stop being a poser

I pack my bags, hit studio, trust me this ain't no Camp Rock

It'll hurt his soul when I'm winning, I'll go click-clack with the brethrens

When I told you "I'ma make it", I weren't kidding

I'ma have a cult fan base, Minions

I don't give a damn about your opinions

It'll hurt your soul when I'm winning

With this music I ain't even Kodak Black, but you know I'ma go spin it

Chef in the kitchen, drums I'm kicking revenge I'm grinning

This ain't Windsor Park, no Phillip

I was that kid they bullied and mimicked

I ain't even joshing, I ain't even kidding I ain't got Android, but I got widgets

This ain't Windsor Park, no Phillip

I was that kid they bullied and mimicked

Niggas hate for no reason I just spent some money on Jordans

There's no way I'll purchase Filas, if it's the top, it'll be different

Niggas hate for no reason I just spent some money on Jordans

There's no way I'll purchase Filas, if it's the top, it'll be different

I just jumped out of whip with friends, gonna shoot video at B&Q

Back in school, I was one that was cool, till this day I'm still fucking cool

I still broke most of the damn rules, I just spent hundreds in the mall

I was making them fucking calls, it was me that orchestrated drip no drool

Your shit died out like plant, I see you act stop being a poser

I pack my bags, hit studio, trust me this ain't no Camp Rock

Your shit died out like plant, I see you act stop being a poser

I pack my bags, hit studio, trust me this ain't no Camp Rock