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Look, peng tings, stepping out the coupe,
yeah, Me and my bruddas,
running up the whole group,
yeah. British bird, looking like a ten,
right? Shining in the dark,
turning up the night lights.
Peng tings, stepping out the coupe,
yeah, Me and my bruddas,
running up the whole group,
yeah. British bird, looking like a ten,
right? Shining in the dark,
turning up the night lights.
Stepping out the whip with the gang,
we moving fast, Got the P's stacked up,
yeah, we making it last.
Playing no games, got the vision on lock,
Moving too quick, yeah,
we beating the clock.
Every single play that we make is elite,
Got the whole ends shaking right under our feet.
Look, peng tings, stepping out the coupe,
yeah, Me and my bruddas,
running up the whole group,
yeah. British bird, looking like a ten,
right? Shining in the dark,
turning up the night lights.
Peng tings, stepping out the coupe,
yeah, Me and my bruddas,
running up the whole group,
yeah. British bird, looking like a ten,
right? Shining in the dark,
turning up the night lights.
Never look back, always focused on the bag,
Got the underground buzzing,
never missing a tag.
Sassy and sleek, yeah,
you know how we slide,
Keeping it solid with the bro by my side.
Fresh fit, clean look,
cash in the bank,
Rising to the top,
yeah, you know who to thank.
Look, peng tings, stepping out the coupe,
yeah, Me and my bruddas,
running up the whole group,
yeah. British bird, looking like a ten,
right? Shining in the dark,
turning up the night lights.
Peng tings, stepping out the coupe,
yeah, Me and my bruddas,
running up the whole group,
yeah. British bird, looking like a ten,
right? Shining in the dark,
turning up the night lights.
Look, peng tings... Me and
my
bruddas... (British
bird... out)