Letra de 12AM At Home - ArrDee

Ay, no more games this year

Look

Let me make it apparent

All I've ever wanted, I got it

They said I was punching, Danny Aarons

I took off fast like McLaren

The first thing I done bought mummy a palace

After the drip and badders

Think your opinion matters?

Only my facebook mum's wound up by you hating cunts, and I know she's a Karen

Ardz where you been?

In my yard with a drink

At the bar I put in, still laugh when I win

My label knows that I hate socials

Don't share half of my ting

I like puss tucked in and pink

Girls with a man turn Ardz on a bit

Like who would you rather then pick?

I call her E.T

Extra tight and her man ain't harbouring it

Single now, gave too much good wood, so the ex ain't trust me fully

Too many people I muddle with, she made me muzzle it

My ting an XL-bully (Hah)

Skinny white boys give good dick too, girls vouch for the woody

Pull your extensions out and spit in your mouth

But you might not fit my hoodie

I fell out of love the game, it ain't like the start

The scene don't love me the same

Which cunt should I blame?

The label gave me a check, it's way over double they made

Charting ain't why I came in, fuck it, I'll take it

First hook I wrote, straight hit

But you must have it Oliver Twisted

I am the british rapper, I am the south coast geeza

Ex weed dealer, smoke my prof never got no P's up

Still go pub, I don't need ID

Made a mill' when I was 18

Yeah, I am the pop hit maker, big piss taker

Chav from the park and the big bank breaker, the carpenter

Said I give good wood not flowers and even the radio ate up

I grew up on grime, living outside of London

I dun been locked in since Skep clashed Devil in a dungeon

But they love chat shit, so they wanna come with

Any violation to run with to make it seem I cheated and never earned it

You hurt my feelings, so I'm traveling the word quick

Used to proving it, nuttin new to dis

Versatile way before Carl knew the kid (Ooh)

Keep all the comments coming, I love it

It's good for the interaction

Nowadays I get comets cummin, fuck rockets

My chick game's off the atlas

It's no more talking, now I'm not on it

This year it's 'bout plans and actions

And suck your mum with your negative opinion, go buy your mum a mansion

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