POPS & MUMSY (Re-Recorded Version)

[Intro] Sync. [Verse 1] Pull up in a V8 truck, am I dead? No, not quite Still the same but a lot's changed Still got Bando on my name, and the yard is flames Mumsy's lookin' at me strange, see, the fucker is I didn't wanna show face But how you gonna let 'em know if you don't go? How you gonna grow if you don't flow? Said you can go broke and still be woke So, I invest in hope and let the rest follow What you know about pushin' V8s? Smokin' B8s I'm talkin' Fulham boys, coppers on the B, ay I call 'em G-12s, call me "G" as well Man, that's my guy, so you can suck your mum We just fuckin' won, you shoulda stuck to guns And I'm the only one that gets it done I'm on the motorway, no lights, only sound You think I'm overpaid, how I'm blowin' pounds? Pops used to send a lot of boxes Now it's all so boxed in I told 'em we should build a moshpit Only God can stop this Woo, woo [Chorus] But if I got some Baby, then you got some If I got some Then, baby, you got some If I got some Baby, then you got some If I got some Then, baby, you got some [Verse 2] Take your sons from out of the hood Pops and Mumsy 'Til it's opposite day, you won't hear, "Stop" or "Don't" The drug runners stop and run for they folks Only beggars can't be choosers So the poor and the rich be closin' they nose Just not to smell me When the pole came, when the folk came "Young Padawan, you gon' have to bail me" Big Zaddy wasn't home for a few weeks On the sofa, fuckin' with a few freaks And now the youngest boy, he'll be two weeks The oldest boy about two feet And still under My first few words were, "Ma," and, "Dada" And my first new curse was, "What the fuck is you doin' here?" I was fifteen, two a day Life a boulder in the way, boy, it goin' uphill And it's true to say that I threw away Time and time again for the thrill of the kill But my pops was a vet and he still is Shame that his knees ain't what they used to be I still ain't a vet, still a lil' kid The only lil' thing that is new with me [Chorus] But if I got some Baby, then you got some If I got some Then, baby, you got some If I got some Baby, then you got some If I got some Then, baby, you got some [Verse 3] Look— Slide in a Maybach, starship, feel like Elon Musk on the launching pad, (Phew) Got a bad B look like Zendaya, eatin' omakase, she a naughty hag. Buyin' up shares in Amazon, Apple, money so fat it’s a target, (Racks) Told Rishi and Boris "I run up the digits, go check on my balance in Barclays!" (Facts) Pockets on Kim K, heavy and thick, Drive the Cullinan like a bumper car, hit a Porsche 911 then I split! (Skrrt!) Dunk on a hater like King James, two mill in the vault, that's light work, Rihanna on rotation in the penthouse while the yutes on the block do night work. (Brrr) B*tch, I'm at JPMorgan signin' the paper, discussin' big stock with the board, Left the old ends, bought a Ferrari, now I'm doing donuts in Paris, I'm bored! (Woo!) Trump in the news, but I’m makin' more noise when the wire transfer just clears, Got a bad ting straight out of Miami, she countin' up bags while I steer. Stackin' up dollars and pounds, put the Tesla on autopilot, I'm chillin', Talkin' 'bout "Viktor, you wildin'!", nah, b*tch, I'm just playin' the villain! (Haha) Got Jeff Bezos on the line for a sponsorship, Tell a broke yute "get off of my hip," Pop champagne till the bottle just drip (Ayy, ayy, go!) [Chorus] But if I got some Baby, then you got some If I got some Then, baby, you got some If I got some Baby, then you got some If I got some Then, baby, you got some [Outro: Elderly woman speaking with London accent] (Viktor, where are you now? You said you’d be home hours ago and I’m starting to worry)