Fredo, Headie One - Wandsworth to Bullingdon lyrics
[Fredo, Headie One - Wandsworth to Bullingdon lyrics]
Nah, don't talk about prison
My niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up
From Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up
I hoodied him no, I don't half-step
That's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me
Feelin' I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs
No roller, we're taking the ped
Roll out, now a paigon all dead
They ain't come back
They're ravin' instead the opps must be in
Heaven shakin' their head
And I come from a place it
Ain't safe to be fed
Where they try sell it, then take it instead
You're cuffin' them hoes
You're making arrests
She givin' me blows, she takin' a risk
You know me, I just keep it humble
This summer's cost me rondos
Real trap boy, I was on phone to Nosmonso
Yo, I was distributin' balls like Alonso
I can't believe I'm talkin'
Millions in these convos
Three car convoys fly like a Concorde
I can't see through these shades
They Tom Ford
I used to feed the seagulls in Portland
Had a grey don shell V's like Jonjo
Nah, don't talk about prison
My niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up
From Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up
I hoodied him no, I don't half-step
That's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me
Feelin' I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs
Are still full of them
Nah, don't talk about prison
My niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up
From Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up
I hoodied him no, I don't half-step
That's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me
Feelin' I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs
Are still full of them
Gave him a one, but he wanted a quarter
New watch clear like a bottle of water
I got a spa in the building
So when the gang drillin'
They pop in my sauna
Four and a baby's a popular order
Paid for the four
I might drop you the daughter
Slice up the opps
I get lots of them tortured
Then flew past some opps
I got lots of them awkward
Thameside visit or I bring the dully in
To sawn-off shotguns filled
Up with Duracell's
We catch the opps and then
That's a news bulletin
Ever turned your white Air
Force into Louboutins?
My batch old school, them niggas new to this
She told me she love how my Cuban sit
The games get faster and furious
This shit got me feeling like Ludacris
Nah, don't talk about prison
My niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up
From Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up
I hoodied him no, I don't half-step
That's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me
Feelin' I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs
Are still full of them
Nah, don't talk about prison
My niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up
From Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up
I hoodied him no, I don't half-step
That's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me
Feelin' I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs
Are still full of them
My niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up
From Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up
I hoodied him no, I don't half-step
That's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me
Feelin' I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs
No roller, we're taking the ped
Roll out, now a paigon all dead
They ain't come back
They're ravin' instead the opps must be in
Heaven shakin' their head
And I come from a place it
Ain't safe to be fed
Where they try sell it, then take it instead
You're cuffin' them hoes
You're making arrests
She givin' me blows, she takin' a risk
You know me, I just keep it humble
This summer's cost me rondos
Real trap boy, I was on phone to Nosmonso
Yo, I was distributin' balls like Alonso
I can't believe I'm talkin'
Millions in these convos
Three car convoys fly like a Concorde
I can't see through these shades
They Tom Ford
I used to feed the seagulls in Portland
Had a grey don shell V's like Jonjo
Nah, don't talk about prison
My niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up
From Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up
I hoodied him no, I don't half-step
That's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me
Feelin' I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs
Are still full of them
Nah, don't talk about prison
My niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up
From Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up
I hoodied him no, I don't half-step
That's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me
Feelin' I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs
Are still full of them
Gave him a one, but he wanted a quarter
New watch clear like a bottle of water
I got a spa in the building
So when the gang drillin'
They pop in my sauna
Four and a baby's a popular order
Paid for the four
I might drop you the daughter
Slice up the opps
I get lots of them tortured
Then flew past some opps
I got lots of them awkward
Thameside visit or I bring the dully in
To sawn-off shotguns filled
Up with Duracell's
We catch the opps and then
That's a news bulletin
Ever turned your white Air
Force into Louboutins?
My batch old school, them niggas new to this
She told me she love how my Cuban sit
The games get faster and furious
This shit got me feeling like Ludacris
Nah, don't talk about prison
My niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up
From Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up
I hoodied him no, I don't half-step
That's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me
Feelin' I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs
Are still full of them
Nah, don't talk about prison
My niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up
From Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up
I hoodied him no, I don't half-step
That's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me
Feelin' I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs
Are still full of them