Gulag

Born in Notts, raised in the Gulag Bitch I'm a freak, I ain't human Been doing this, no rumour Okay boomer I don't know how many times I told you I'ma raise this roof like 'Oh lord' Last year you was hating on man Now I see you front row at the show taking photos I'm charged up like solar Man's gone clear, bitch, so long Come see me in the gulag I'm outclassed by no one Look, shit's too easy No matter what I say, it's Certi' You graduated and went back I made a mil by thirty Dirty Step up the gameplan, man, it ain't working Married to the game, I've been flirting You ain't put time in, nah, you ain't worthy I can kill your career on purpose Pause your career and do enough circles I feel like a god, pray for me at churches You can play dressed up, clap for the nurses Can't see me on the verses I have you zipped up, run a shotty in the hearses Yeah, 1v1, I'll be the last man standing I got trees of 20 acres in the mansion You ain't getting in the way of what's mine It's me against the world, you can call me Carole Baskin Born in Notts, raised in the Gulag Bitch I'm a freak, I ain't human Been doing this, no rumour Okay boomer I don't know how many times I told you I'ma raise this roof like 'Oh lord' Last year you was hating on man Now I see you front row at the show taking photos I'm charged up like solar Man's gone clear, bitch, so long Come see me in the gulag I'm outclassed by no one Yo, one, two, three, that's genie Blue in the face, Fenty like Riri I ain't got time so it's one for the repeat Royalty is hitting the account like each week Twenty for tax and the rest for the watch Came from the middle but eyes on the top Yeah, take a train to Notts 'Cause dinner with Froch Easy, laid back That's my style when you hear me on playback I'ma stack these rocks like A$AP I'ma throw these fists like Rayman I don't care what you say, man I'm already in my own damn lane, man I won't drop the ball like I'm Lehman I'm tryna up the score and get paid, man Yeah, everything I touch is flames, man Oh, really know I never miss when I'm aiming Got 'em praying on they knees saying 'Amen' Might fuck around and make a mil, can you blame me? Born in Notts, raised in the Gulag Bitch I'm a freak, I ain't human Been doing this, no rumour Okay boomer I don't know how many times I told you I'ma raise this roof like 'Oh lord' Last year you was hating on man Now I see you front row at the show taking photos I'm charged up like solar Man's gone clear, bitch, so long Come see me in the gulag I'm outclassed by no one