Текст песни Olympics (feat. Headie One, Dimzy) - Dimzy , Monkey , Headie One

S-R-B separation confirmed
Coming up on, uh, staging,
The burnout of these twin solid
Rocket boosters at 2 minutes 5 seconds

Yo, hand on heart, dem boy, they're gems
Flick of the, flick of the wrist, it might blind you again
Roll and smoke, we did it again
Juice, man, spill, man, spill it again (Yeah)
Step with bros, man, ain't leaving the hood without skengs (Nah)
Fuck a bodyguard, man got firearms
Get close that's you and your friend (That's you and your bro)
[?] waps [?] life, Jay ain't tryna go back to the pen (Nah)
My nigga Jay fresh home, he got his trap phone to a men
Upsuh in Chantelle's house,
Bagging up packs of the leng (Packs of the long)
Playing upfront, never retire like Pele and dem (Pele and dem)
Had [?] from young, big bro cop that from young do kweng (Kweng, went)
You don't know about waps, rudeboy, I can talk about MACs and [?]
Opp block with M, wid that M, tryna whoosh that 10
[?] mans head back go home and pretend
Free my young boy [?], he got half than a 10
God forbid that I land on the wing, never again (Never again)
Last time man step, normal settings, suttin' got drenched

One stick, one for the aim
Money I gained, work everyday
Cookie bud that I smoke's insane, loud expensive strain
War ready, got waps on deck, this hand ting holds like 8, it's cray
Still love me a dotty, slide on 2, roll up and peb your estate
But I'm working, and I stay working, man, I got racks for days (Racks)
'Cause I'm certain I'll be making a million (Million)
All this money won't make me change (Never)
Still on the block with waps and
Trucks with the diamonds came (Bling, brr)
[?] one day olympics, too much 18K's

Can't do it bait face on a cam no more but truss me, my young g's will
I still handle the wap kinda aight
And my knife work wonderful (Wonderful)
Feds went and booted up my door
For a bootin', I can sleep comfortable
It was like 6AM in the station and I'm face to face with a constable
I was on basic, writing letters
[?] love money and love weapons
Still gon' handle the shank with tekkerz
Jump out, [?] touched in seconds
Tracksuit, LV sliders, and my Rambo when I run my errands (Simple)
And you can hear me from the top of
The road when I start my engine (Brrrum)
Say sticks and stones may break my
Bones but I can't let feds take my phone
[?] like a minimum seven, that's if they inspect like Sherlock Holmes
But shawty wouldn't wanna know no
More if she ever knew I was serving stones
Me and bro done a works,
Trident didn't have a clue cah I burnt my clothes

One stick, one for the aim
Money I gained, work everyday
Cookie bud that I smoke's insane, loud expensive strain
War ready, got waps on deck, this hand ting holds like 8, it's cray
Still love me a dotty, slide on 2, roll up and peb your estate
But I'm working, and I stay working, man, I got racks for days (Racks)
'Cause I'm certain I'll be making a million (Million)
All this money won't make me change (Never)
Still on the block with waps and
Trucks with the diamonds came (Bling, brr)
[?] one day olympics, too much 18K's