No Cellular Site – D-block Europe – letras

Get it, yeahUh (Uh) , yeah (Uh)Uh (Kyle Junior)Yeah, I got codeine swimming inside me20 milligram pill shaped like a diamond, yeahAnd she told me that I’m lying ’cause she can tell by the way a nigga smiling, yeahHad a famous ho in this sports car, dunno if she from Geordie Shore or Love Island (No clue)She told me that « You gotta slow down babe, you don’t wanna get caught drunk driving », yeahI heard they’re loadin’ up waps and they wanna get rid of me (Yeah, they wanna get rid of me)I saw a burner and coke ‘fore I lost my virginity (‘Fore I lost my virginity)Mummy keep tellin’ me « Them pills you’re taking, they’re killing me »I still check the sofa for needles, the bando is still in me (Mm, mm)Hammer time, we a pull up on a bikeTwo days ago, count a hundred thou and I can put it on my lineKnock-knock on the door, you can get what you want, no cellular site, we sellin’ on sightI saw his girl at my show, she was snapping and she had the time of her lifeI call them stretch marks designer and I do appreciate some celluliteLambo truck, hella packs when I’m thereCrush up a pill full of black when I’m scaredRolex or the brand new dial, that’s rareThe doctor doing tests on my body, I’m scaredI’m mixing the Xans with the redFainted on stage, was you there?Call up my doctor, he scaredMumma, she worried to deathThree thou’ for the hospital bed ’cause my body’s been fightin’ for restThey’re seeing the lean in my lungs and they’re flushing my body with medsHammer time, we a pull up on a bikeTwo days ago, count a hundred thou and I can put it on my lineKnock-knock on the door, you can get what you want, no cellular site, we sellin’ on sightI saw his girl at my show, she was snapping and she had the time of her lifeI call them stretch marks designer and I do appreciate some cellulite200, 000 on diamonds, I know you wish I was lying, yeahMental asylum, rehab, no guidance, yeahI ain’t never going broke, I ain’t buying no bag, bought the youngin a wapHe keep on pouring champagne on his Rolex, babe, I spent that on my tagI cannot deny that a nigga need drugs, heart broke gang, nigga really, really need loveI cannot deny that a nigga still a thug, I was 18 with a. 38 snubI gave my neighbour a light, a neighbour a dark, said « Don’t tell my mum »On the coach, 3 hours to cunch, my mother found out when they raided my drumHammer time, we a pull up on a bikeTwo days ago, count a hundred thou and I can put it on my lineKnock-knock on the door, you can get what you want, no cellular site, we sellin’ on sightI saw his girl at my show, she was snapping and she had the time of her lifeI call them stretch marks designer and I do appreciate some cellulite