Lyrics MORE THAN RAP - AJ Tracey , Z.E

It's a wrap, Z and AJ on the track (Mad)
Females on my lap, smoking weed and talking crap (Woh)
My bro in the back, he got the strap, it's more than rap (He got the strap)
I did guns before rap and that's a fact
Don't claim that you're street if you don't hang around the corner
Used to be a thief, to have a label I'm the owner
I wanna be real with you but baby I'm a baller
She call me at least ten times I think I need to call her (Call)
See me heating up the riddim with my dawg Z.E
We're in a Tesla with a burner on the car seat
We're the ones that bring the danger to the party
I got my bros for L, you ain't gotta ask me
I ran a milli' up, but I need more than that
Niggas in the front, I got the women in the back
Pull up Russian cream, I'm tryna' roll it in the back
I got my shooters on attack if you tryna' run up on my stack

Ah, ah, ah
I was bringing in the packs, IKEA (Yeah)
Serving up to tio, eat tea
Haters I see ya'
You niggas there I wouldn't wanna be ya' (Nope)
Speeding dodging police in the 'ria, ah (Skrrt, skrrt)
See I got all the stacks on me (Stacks on me)
VVS made your missus throw it back on me (Bling-blow)
I got niggas that love me, that wanna clap for me (Brr-bow)
Put your wig up in my frain, don't push it back for me (Push it back)
I'm from Ladbroke Grove baby
And my niggas throwing crack up on the stove baby (Whip it)
Fifty-thousand on my neck, I made it glow baby (Big blah)
When I couldn't shine, they didn't wanna know baby (No)
Well now they know baby, and now I'm floating (Yeah)
Henny see me sippin' and coastin (Coastin')
See I got a woman up in Stockholm, I ain't boastin' (I ain't boastin')
She ain't gotta show skin, she pottin' like a potion (Like a potion)
The cash I get the most of, diamonds dance like the ocean

It's a wrap, Z and AJ on the track (Mad)
Females on my lap, smoking weed and talking crap (Woh)
My bro in the back, he got the strap, it's more than rap (He got the strap)
I did guns before rap and that's a fact
Don't claim that you're street if you don't hang around the corner
Used to be a thief, to have a label I'm the owner
I wanna be real with you but baby I'm a baller
She call me at least ten times I think I need to call her (Call)
See me heating up the rhythm with my dawg Z.E
We're in a Tesla with a burner on the car seat
We're the ones that bring the danger to the party
I got my bros for L, you ain't gotta ask me
I ran a milli' up but I need more than that
Niggas in the front, I got the women in the back
Pull up Russian cream tryna' roll it in the back
I got my shooters on attack if you tryna' run up on my stack

Dirty sprite got me vibin', for real
Opps had him, for real
Shots fired, for real (Rah-rah-rah)
Got a sentence, need to write 'em, appeal
Enemy slidin', for real
Pay my mama, her bills
I got five chains hanging on my neck
I get tired of my rollie, I'ma buy me a Patek (Woh)
As a kid, my cousin told me to do burglaries correct
Getting dope from the connect, making dough you know collect (Cash, cash)
Folk undrar varför alla som ser mig fotar och plåtar (Woh)
Tänt en låga, min musik kan få fegisarna att våga
Jag spottar nåt' oplanerat, dom gillar fastän jag råkar
För att min Instagram-freestyle är bättre än era låtar, ah

It's a wrap, Z and AJ on the track (Mad)
Females on my lap, smoking weed and talking crap (Woh)
My bro in the back, he got the strap, it's more than rap (He got the strap)
I did guns before rap and that's a fact
Don't claim that you're street if you don't hang around the corner
Used to be a thief, to have a label I'm the owner
I wanna be real with you but baby I'm a baller
She call me at least ten times I think I need to call her (Call)
See me heating up the rhythm with my dawg Z.E
We're in a Tesla with a burner on the car seat
We're the ones that bring the danger to the party
I got my bros for L, you ain't gotta ask me
I ran a milli' up but I need more than that
Niggas in the front, I got the women in the back
Pull up Russian cream tryna' roll it in the back
I got my shooters on attack if you tryna' run up on my stack