Last Year - S DOG

Hold tight, S Dog on this one

Hold tight, Klublove on production

We don’t know divvies 'round here, mosquito!

Yo, hold tight, vice in sight!

Yo, last year she didn’t wanna know

But this year she be on my phone like, «What's up, handsome?»

She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems

I ain’t gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms

This week hit another sold-out show

Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up

Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs

Full team from a little town called Bradford

Yo big boy, dirt bikes, smalls gettin' ripped up

Lean back, lift off, YJ’s pissed off

Boys gon' local, shots got 'em gripped up

Graft went tits-up, boys got six month

Yo, he didn’t wanna fuck with the gang

Yo, blacked-out boy jumpin' out of the van

Yo, saw no shot-gun, comes with a bang

And you don’t want war like Trump in Iran

Yo, you ain’t ever seen a motherfucker like this

All black, tight, in my Nikes

Beef kicks off, who’s ridin'? Boys got you duckin' and divin'

Boys gonna grip it and slide in

Grip the whip, don’t spin out

You ain’t no shit, bro, chill out

Yo BBCC next to blow

These little MC’s better get to know

Yo, last year she didn’t wanna know

But this year she be on my phone like, «What's up, handsome?»

She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems

I ain’t gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms

This week hit another sold-out show

Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up

Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs

Full team from a little town called Bradford

Yo, last year she didn’t wanna know

But this year she be on my phone like, «What's up, handsome?»

She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems

I ain’t gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms

This week hit another sold-out show

Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up

Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs

Full team from a little town called Bradford

Big bat' girl, come check me (yo)

Yo it’s SD, all to the G (yeah)

Live on the track with the BBCC

This year we’re takin' doors clean off

Music bangs like a sawn off-

Pull up in the stall in black leather gloves

Don’t give a toss

Don’t try violate man, put your daughter on a cross

'Cause I don’t give a fuck who your olders was

SD’s, you’ll go somethin' like boss

I’m this time’s generation

Don’t try takin' the piss 'cause I’ve got no toleration (na)

Crops comin' down on the rotation

No goin' back, no probation

Feds on my case, three day lay

Now I’m locked in a station

Yo, last year she didn’t wanna know

But this year she be on my phone like, «What's up, handsome?»

She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems

I ain’t gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms

This week hit another sold-out show

Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up

Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs

Full team from a little town called Bradford

Yo, last year she didn’t wanna know

But this year she be on my phone like, «What's up, handsome?»

She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems

I ain’t gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms

This week hit another sold-out show

Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up

Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs

Full team from a little town called Bradford

Cream of the crop, double G’s on my top

I’ma live life fast, I can sleep when I drop

Full team’s tight like peas in a pod

And my tunes rub hot like fiends in a spark

Bradford crew inside the venue

Mic check one, check two

Shots at the bar, it’s time to go daft

Jump in the car and hope we don’t crash

I’ve got girls on Facebook, girls on Snapchat

I don’t wanna wife when I just want that slack cash

Boys go local and guns go tac tac

Come blacked-out like Batman, ay

Got a big team from the Notty lads

Whip cost about 40 bags

GK, I’m not fuckin' about

Pass me the mic, and we’re shuttin' it down

Yo, last year she didn’t wanna know

But this year she be on my phone like, «What's up, handsome?»

She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems

I ain’t gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms

This week hit another sold-out show

Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up

Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs

Full team from a little town called Bradford

Yo, last year she didn’t wanna know

But this year she be on my phone like, «What's up, handsome?»

She be on my cock 'til I stop these anthems

I ain’t gonna stop 'til I cop three phantoms

This week hit another sold-out show

Last week I were gettin' dropped and banged up

Back seat, I was tryna pop these handcuffs

Full team from a little town called Bradford