Released: March 4, 2021

Songwriter: Remedee AJ Tracey

Producer: Remedee

[Intro]
Let's go, yeah

[Chorus]
If you get my number, then don't hit me on no dumb shit
We on demon time, my little hitters make the pump click
I been anxious lately, let me hit two on my blunt quick
I leave Novikov and all these yatties wanna come with

[Post-Chorus]
I run this London town, got smoke, we double down
And we ain't runnin' into trouble, we bring trouble 'round
I smash the radio, my ragers underground
I keep my shooters cool and hold my mother down

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I just heard Drake spit this flow like yesterday, it's crazy (Drizzy)
Taxman on my back, he see my figures gettin' hazy
When I go Selfridges the gyaldem treat me like I'm Swayze
I walk in, tape my off shore, AP rosé goin' brazy (Bling, bow)
My drink is super strong, I'm blessed, I can't be wrong (I can't)
And now my niggas rap, I'm learning all their songs (That's true)
We got the glizzy close, you think I'm lyin' too (I'm not)
When I'm outside, approach, my broski flying too
"AJ Tracey's such a dickhead, all he do is boast" (Why's that?)
"He been getting drunk like everyday, he raise a toast" (Facts)
"I just wanted selfies, but I couldn't get in close" (Why?)
"When his niggas pull up, I swear them boys do the most"

[Chorus]
If you get my number, then don't hit me on no dumb shit
We on demon time, my little hitters make the pump click
I been anxious lately, let me hit two on my blunt quick
I leave Novikov and all these yatties wanna come with
[Post-Chorus]
I run this London town, got smoke, we double down
And we ain't runnin' into trouble, we bring trouble 'round
I smash the radio, my ragers underground
I keep my shooters cool and hold my mother down

[Verse 2]
The way I flex is different, I got so much confidence
I shot the 1942 and fuck the consequence (Woo)
When I reach levels that I want, they'll build me monuments
And don't ask me what licks I hit, 'cause there's no documents
This Balenciaga all over my cotton knit ('Lenci)
I don't panic, when we hit the club we got the stick (We got it)
Five top tens ago my people asked me "Where's the hit?"
Now every quarter I drop songs that could've won a BRIT
I smell like oud, babe, you know this one's Saudi (Mashallah)
I'm in 1OAK gangin', locals know I'm clouty (Yeah)
I'm recession proof, I'll run it up, so please don't doubt me
Rolex said they're getting new gems set in, so they'll shout me

[Chorus]
If you get my number, then don't hit me on no dumb shit
We on demon time, my little hitters make the pump click
I been anxious lately, let me hit two on my blunt quick
I leave Novikov and all these yatties wanna come with

[Post-Chorus]
I run this London town, got smoke, we double down
And we ain't runnin' into trouble, we bring trouble 'round
I smash the radio, my ragers underground
I keep my shooters cool and hold my mother down

AJ Tracey

AJ Tracey is a British rapper and grime MC. His dad’s a former rapper from Trinidad, and his mum is a Welsh former drum and bass DJ. Based in Ladbroke Grove, West London (although he was raised in the south just like FT and true say, his dad lived in Tottenham), AJ started making waves in the pirate radio scene in 2014, although his songs under the name Looney date back to 2011.

Speaking to GRM about his stage name, AJ

Basically when I used to shot, I couldn’t give my real name. I used to wear loads of Armani, so I called myself AJ. The Tracey comes from this guy called Stacey in my ends. Everyone used to be/is scared of him so I thought, if a man has a girl’s name and he’s still scaring people, the maybe I should try doing it so I can be THAT guy.