Dave Verdansk Lyrics

[Chorus]
My girl gotta' be far from social
I don't wanna' see her at Carni
4 double 8 in the party
LBC how I nicked the Ferrari
Girls say we're the littiest batch in South London
And, bro, it's a fact
Airport, we're going for bants
I hopped out the plane, I ain't going Verdansk
What you know about telling a 10/10 to keep her clothes on and moving good?
I ain't on beating or misogyny
It's mahogany, I got bougie wood
Look, Airbnb with the guys, it's white mans face that I use to book
Chill with the stupid looks or it's gonna be a kettle that I use to cook

[Verse 1]
Let the boy in suttin'
My mum got matching whips with Yungen
Should've made Shanei hold on suttin' but it never would've worked 'cause thе girl too stubborn Look, young G's talk on my name on the Ends
Gotta' tell thеm man "please don't risk it"
On a right day, man ah just frisk him
Wrong day, I'll get a man airlifted
I'm in Hollywood Hills in a white Rolls Royce

[Verse 2]
Just came from Ham pull up to the bumper
And do it light conscience
She wanna go LV, no problem
Man bought the cheapest bag, that's nonsense
I took 100 bags from Barclays bank
No cap, you can go and ask Ellie
That weren't mine, Bouncing Betty
Dubai for a view like a HD tele
Best believe that I'm back like Nelly
Chest petite with the back like jelly
I see a man send indirects
If you wanna war man then you better be ready