Released: November 27, 2020

Songwriter: AJ Tracey

Producer: Lukrative F1lthy

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
(I'm workin' on dyin')
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Ah, yeah
Ah, yeah
Ah, yeah
Look

[Chorus]
I just ran up in this bitch, ain't gave no fucks (Let's go)
I got yen, euros, pounds, and all these bucks (And all these bucks)
My gang come like rednecks, all we push is trucks (Vroom)
Got Rick Owens on my feet, these ain't no Chucks (These ain't no Chucks, bitch)
I just ran up in this bitch, ain't gave no fucks (Ain't gave no fucks)
I got yen, euros, pounds, and all these bucks (And all these bucks, bitch)
My gang come like rednecks, all we push is trucks (Vroom)
Got Rick Owens on my feet, these ain't no Chucks (Rich, Rich, Rich)

[Verse 1]
How you got monеy for a handbag? (Yeah)
But you ain't got money for a bed framе? (How is that?)
Right lane, left lane (Vroom)
Big Lamb truck, spittin' out methane (Vroom)
I'm in Knightsbridge eating (Yeah)
Just linked Austin for a meetin' (Okay)
I don't care 'bout which mans beefin' (What?)
Cah we got our ting, and it's got teeth in (Baow, baow)
And I mean it
Can't ever tell man about feelings (No)
No one ever gave a fuck about feelings (No)
When I was Golborne wheelin', load up the scales, put white or green in (Yeah)
Big back gyal, she so appealin' (Wow)
This car's Tunechi, no ceiling (Yeah)
Bro just gums up that pack, and it had had too much bends, so he's got no feeling (Okay)
Man, step out in the freshest
Still got waps on the blocka (Blocka)
Hoes, but I never had exes, if a old link text me, I'll block her (Block her)
My trinis dem ball out same way
Them ah limeline but they call it soccer (Trini)
First time I seen a wap was college when bro had a spin parked up in this locker (Trini)
When man try draw me out (Yeah)
I don't get mad, I had laugh about it (Ha)
Have you even seen a milli? I doubt it (No)
Man I got like ten plaques, and countin'
That boy there really did doubt me, 'til he got his head kicked in, that's ouchie
I'm on home visit vibes with the gangdem, I can never fuck with a cat like Alfie

[Chorus]
I just ran up in this bitch, ain't gave no fucks (No fucks)
I got yen, euros, pounds, and all these bucks (Let's go)
My gang come like rednecks, all we push is trucks (Vroom)
Got Rick Owens on my feet, these ain't no Chucks (this Rick Owens, bitch)
I just ran up in this bitch, ain't gave no fucks (Let's go)
I got yen, euros, pounds, and all these bucks (Bling, blaow)
My gang come like rednecks, all we push is trucks (Vroom)
Got Rick Owens on my feet (Yeah), these ain't no Chucks (Yeah, look, these ain't no Chucks, bitch)

[Verse 2]
Indomie, late nights we baked (Yeah)
Now champagne, lobster and steak (Steak)
Cash cow, AJ dropped Snow, I'm paid (Yeah)
Red velvet cake's all I make
Didn't buy a bag, took girls on dates (Oh)
Big Ranges, four G's and brakes (Vroom)
Gave paigons nightmares and shakes (Oh)
To the circle from circle estates (True, true)
I bought yards, bust downs and chains (Bling blaow)
Like Skepta, man stay on mains
Went platinum on grime with Dave
Linked Aitch, and man made it rain (Okay, let's go)
I can't complain (No), my music's on GTA (That's right)
Them gems work so hard for a chain, I can sleep all day, still make more pay (No cap)
No cap, no bap, you get me?
Mans really got the rap thing flippin' (Flip)
Brosdem still locked and whippin'
I'm around mash like Nando's chicken
I'm workin' on dyin' (Yeah)
My enemies is fryin' (Baow)
Of course I am tryin' (I'm tryin')
To show 'em stars like Orion

[Chorus]
I just ran up in this bitch, ain't gave no fucks (Ain't gave no fucks, bitch)
I got yen, euros, pounds, and all these bucks (And all these bucks, bitch)
My gang come like rednecks, all we push is trucks (Vroom)
Got Rick Owens on my feet, these ain't no Chucks (These ain't no Chucks, bitch)
I just ran up in this bitch, ain't gave no fucks (Ain't gave no fucks, bitch)
I got yen, euros, pounds, and all these bucks (And all these-)
My gang come like rednecks, all we push is trucks (Bling, baow)
Got Rick Owens on my feet, these ain't no Chucks (These ain't no Chucks, bitch)

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.