Lyrics Skeppy Interlude - Whest Cornell

You see the trademarks on the road
I'm ready to go
All the goons are sipping slow
Ready for smoke
See it develop from afar
I'm ready to coach
Running plays and making moves
She ready to juke and ready to ooh
2AM, popping off the wall she won't stop it
Don P for the chase bee
She take off like a Datsun
All the damn smoke from the toke toke
Make the right notes when I'm plotting
On the west coast I'm like Skepta
Got the rain dance when I'm boxing
Hold up, where my phone
Call it up
I'm kinda stuck
But really lit
Fit on GQ, she loving what she do
Wavy like sea do, I'm catching all she threw

I'm CEO of this shit
All kinda gang in this bitch
I ain't taking none of that shit
Fuck your couch I'm feeling like Rick
Feeling the wrath you in the way
Hating on me you know where I stay
I'm from LA, home of the lakes
Talking yo shit end up in a lake