Player One - P Money, KSI, JME

Teddy

Teddy

I made my first grand from teefing in an automobile

When I was young never thought that I will

Then I passed my test in 2 double O 7

And I was killing MC’s 'cause man had a license to kill

Back then I had a Corsa

Now I’ve got something that will merk man

I’m running with a whip enforcer

Metal gear in the glove compartment

I’m on a mug ting, I’m a rugby sport star

You ain’t shooting, bro, you’re Lukaku

Ain’t bought my CD then I won’t at you

I’ll hit man with my CD so hard that you’ll wake up with a bar code tattoo

I’ve got bangers, bro, I ain’t stressing

This year is an anthem ting, I ain’t messing

I can tell Electronic Arts wasn’t really your thing in school 'cause you ain’t

finessing

I don’t drink 'cause I’m a G

Won’t see me with a Strongbow in a pub G

In a fortnight you’ll be breading them cheese biters

You’re some pizza hut freak

Charisma, you won’t hear my no P

You’ve got some big money shopping, you know me

Buying up Oxford, Bond, and Regent Street

My real life is like Monopoly

And a few girls want me to have 'em

'Cause she heard every wish is now my command

If she holds the balls of a dragon

Sounds super, what you saying?

Let’s pattern

Roulette, either you’re betting black tie or red is dead

But you choose G

Gun shots might amuse me

I’m used to that sound, that’s Call of Duty

Gone

I roll with bloodhounds, they got the crow

So much smoke cause tickly throat

It could be blessed, they are still on smoke

Sub Zero, yeah, still on Smoke

Frost on the ground, watch where you step

Jump in the whip, no need to rev

I don’t need a boost, I’ll wheel spin on the spot you’ll still lose

'Course, on this course I’ll merk the race

I came to showdown in the first place

Two big screens in my whip, no gas

I’ve got a double digital dash

You can’t take the crown from the king

Test me, lick off your head like Jin

Leave your whole crew spread on the floor

I came to enforce martial law

Sometimes I laugh when I think way back

Man came to the ends and got their gun jacked

Mission failed, robber got robbed

Move correct when you’re on the odd jobs

Serious, or it might get complex

Temple get caved in, now you’re vex

You can’t scream mayday, fam

When your jaw is wired up, that’s the plan

Fuck up and bruck up the spinal cord

Can’t censor me, fam, straight full gore

Big man, teenager, or kid

Best know who you came to war with

Mans active

Reload the beat, man, don’t chat shit

Drag man to the canals and I’ll back-flip

Kick man off the bridge, fam, I’m bat shit

Crazy, leave a man ghost like

That shit’s Jme

Time trials

Ghost

2010 had them ruling

You know that FIFA’s the ting I’ve been owning

No cap, I killed it when gaming

Throwback, I beast with no noose, like the first time I came in

I’m over the watch and I’m maining the peace

500 thousand, I ball with no lease

Lambo went purple to gold

Film for a vid, I would try see my value increase

Gettin' milli to milli for doing it all

Milli to milli for learning aboard

Milli to milli for doing it silly

Highly contagious in all of my ages, I’m moving with Billy

Feeling I’m balling, but you knew that with the Beerus

Searching for that cleaner need to finish him like Geras

But he don’t want that combat

Miss me with that storm and that chit chat

6 rounds of punching, I’m on that

From that New Age, didn’t need a halo to come up

Look at the teeth

You can tell this nigga chief

Independently breaking the charts

I’m on your menu when you look who i’m making the parts

I need no medal on the level, just loving the arts

Loving to be on the rocks, loving to be on the dock

Causing eruption or assumptions, dying to get me

Unpredictable, so they don’t ever forget me

Bitch