Headie One, M Huncho - Secure the Bag lyrics

Fix me a drink, smoke me a
Spliff, I'm clarting this bitch
She right on the sink
She can't even blink, I can't even
Think, the pussy turn red
Straight from the pain
She's all up in Mink, I can channel her
She's know that I came with the binge
Free up the wing, I'm kicking these doors
Straight off the hinge
I'm clearing this line, I'm
Weighing this line
These nittys and Headie we're doing up binge
Country time, money time
I told her to stuff it all into her minge
False charge of rape, jump in the ding
Get caught by the jakes I ain't tryna sing
Feds in the rear view
You know that I'm just tryna zig

Secure the bag now, secure the bag
Get you some cash now, get you some cash
And you know that I'm match fit
You tryna match
And that chain's looking bright ish
My darg's here to snatch
Secure the bag now, secure the bag
Get you some cash now, get you some cash
And you know that I'm match fit
You tryna match
And that chain's looking bright ish
My darg's here to snatch

I'm tryna make sure this bag secure
1 lev on a trackie
Still make dem man insecure
All these run ins with the law
Still I take risks with a 4s
Rise that one with my right
I keep my left hand there for support
All of this corn, still I want more
Now the whole gang, ready for war
Fuck just a slice, I want it all
Can't get left back, I ain't Luke Shaw
Nigga just defend what's yours
You ain't ever had to bag
That work no gloves
Now you got joints in your paws

Secure the bag now, secure the bag
Get you some cash now, get you some cash
And you know that I'm match fit
You tryna match
And that chain's looking bright ish
My darg's here to snatch
Secure the bag now, secure the bag
Get you some cash now, get you some cash
And you know that I'm match fit
You tryna match
And that chain's looking bright ish
My darg's here to snatch

I come from them old days
Bought tapes to the VCR
Now I get packs, same size as the VCR
Used to rob watches from rich jiggas in GTRs
I don't care if you don't know
Who the fuck we are
Cos that's the whole point man I
Stay low and I score goals
Get pack, discharge, packaging that I discard
Straight Liz, cos I'm street smart
There's no competition
Bruddas need some cooperation
I don't need your permission
Bagging some amm in the kitchen
Thinking of God when I'm sinning
Young boy with 2 rambos
Yeah and they are just twinning
Angry at all of these losses
While I be counting my winnings
See all the snakes in the grass
You know from young I be trimming

Secure the bag now, secure the bag
Get you some cash now, get you some cash
And you know that I'm match fit
You tryna match
And that chain's looking bright ish
My darg's here to snatch

Rose behind the blue door
You didn't the secure the pack
Crazy shit to secure a rack
Now it's that, that I'm used to
I'm tryna make sorry
Top floor settings, we pour a glass
We pour a glass now, we pour a glass
We pour a glass now, we pour a glass
We pour a glass now, we pour a glass
We pour a glass