take me back to london (sir spyro remix)

jet plane headed up to the sky

spread wings in the clouds

getting high

we ain't hit a rave in a while

so take me back to london

yo

i do deals

but i never get twanged

moves that ain't ever been planned

no goons that were never in gangs

where i'm from

chat shit get banged

where i'm from

chat shit

let a 12 gauge rip

yeah

it's sick how it fits in my hand

i don't mix with the glitz and the glam

all these stupid pricks on the 'gram

i don't do online beef

or neeky grime beef

i'm way too g'd up to beef with grime neek

i bought an ap to help me time keep

my shooter ride deep

he moves when i speak

my shooter ride

he shoot a guy

leave you wet like you scuba dived

we were younger then and now we're unified

south london boys

get you crucified

i'm gone

it's that time

big mike and teddy are on grime

i wanna try new things

they just want me to sing

because nobody thinks i write rhymes

and now i'm back in the bits with my guy

give me a packet of crisps with my pint

i hit my friends up

go straight to the pub

'cause i haven't been home in time

yes

i

but that's my fault

grossed half a billi' on the divide tour

yes

i ain't kidding

what would i lie for?

but now i'm back on the track with big michael

he said

teddy