Look,I remember nights I was cold in the cellNow I’m in Dior, yeah, I’m doing it wellI hit up Cench like, "What’s the move in the UK?"He told me "Get the bag, Tjay, that’s the only way"So I’m hopping on a jet, G5 through the cloudsUsed to be quiet, now we making it loudI got the melody, he got the gritWe put 'em together, you know it’s a hit.
(Sample fades out with heavy reverb) (Lil Tjay ad-libs: "Yeah, you know how we do... Trench Kid... Cench... worldwide movement...") (Central Cee ad-libs: "Live Yours... alright...") free_central_cee_x_lil_tjay_x_sample_drill_type...
Yo, check the itinerary, I’m worldwide, it’s scarySwitching the lanes in a Cullinan, color of cherryI’m in the West End, but I move like I’m from the BronxBig drip, no sink, I’m the one that they wantThey talk about "drill," but they don't know the drillI’m making these millions, I’m keeping it realFrom Shepherd's Bush to a New York loftMy circle is tight, and your circle is soft(Yeah)I don’t do the back and forth, I just do the "run it up"See the tech fleece, yeah, you know I’m becoming "up"Sample is soulful, but the flow is aggressiveI’m top of the charts, man, it’s getting impressive. Look,I remember nights I was cold in the
Stuttering hi-hats (triplets), a sharp snare on the 3 and 8, and heavy, sliding 808s that follow the melody’s root notes. BPM: 142 The Piece: "City Limits" Stuttering hi-hats (triplets), a sharp snare on the