The London Open

This ain't fake or fiction, trigger finger itching Telling me to lay low, no I'm on a mission Only motherfucker turn his basement to a kitchen This what happen when you give a thug no supervision Look real closely, I'm teaching y'all to motion Getting kinda rusty, boy, you losing to corrosion In this game of chess, got you with the london open In this game of chess, got you with the london open Yup, I've awoken, blue purple two-tone Can't you see it's frozen I'ma drop a new song, hope that it goes in They told me to go long, tell em that I'm open Bitch, with this or that or nothing Wait till I respawn, you gon' catch a suntan Collecting my recon, lay back with my Ray-Bans You ain't on what we on, just letting you know, man This ain't fake or fiction, trigger finger itching Telling me to lay low, no I'm on a mission Only motherfucker turn his basement to a kitchen This what happen when you give a thug no supervision Look real closely, I'm teaching y'all to motion Getting kinda rusty, boy, you losing to corrosion In this game of chess, got you with the london open In this game of chess, got you with the london open