Bumpy Johnson (Explicit)

Bumpy Johnson (Explicit) - Central Cee

Composed by：Central Cee

Put on your belt it's a bumpy road

But I'm feelin' like Bumpy Johnson

Good die young I'm a wrongen

Long live Driss he's never forgotten

You're now listening to Young Chencs

If my man 'cross me then

I'm cuttin' his fingers off so fingers crossed

My fingerprints all over the rocks

It's hot no other choice but to rinse the spot

I'm selective with who I get with

Gyal on my phone try see who I'm *******

Lil' bro got his hand in his pocket

Come any closer and see if he's bluffin'

Six-man in the yard OT was the last to sleep

And I woke up first

Bad Bs they curved the kid back

Then when I weren't so lit

Now the roles reversed

Soon as you get some Ps these hoes occur hoes appear

Nowhere near had nowhere to live had to sofa surf uh

At the time it was bad it was all in my mind

'Cause in hindsight it could've been worse

Ex ting givin' me red eye and spoilin'

My new one it could've been her

Don't dwell on the past I'm tellin' my darg

If it happened then bro there's a reason

I ain't beefin' bro 'bout nothin'

We act like men and we come to agreements

The cell got hit but I bit too late

So I gave him one for the inconvenience

Rookie young but I ain't no rookie

Your place got took 'cause you're inexperienced

I don't think that them man there serious

In the trap had a plan like that

Same way man pull up my pants

And take off my hat and change my 'ppearance

A lot of pain I'm used to endurin'

I see man screw and I'm throwin' my Ls up

Dagger on bro like Zelda ain't Nintendo this is the ghetto

We trap like the Wire they act like Elba

Don't have a Scooby I stay with dookie

I got my darg it's somethin' like Shaggy

I got a good girl like Velma

Was young goin' school to let out

The anger I had that was built inside

You get a weird mix of emotion

When you feel both guilt and pride

Long day and I need upliftin'

Switch up the sound to a feel-good vibe

These songs are all self-snitchin'

If I did do a drill I'd deny it

Tryna dodge old bro bake off in the bando

Hold my nose it's a horrid smell

Ba-bad one comin' from qway so

I'm travellin' West from Tottenham Hale

Some man think that

'Cause they met man once they know me well

Man I've done what I've done in the ends

But nobody's done what

I've done on a global scale

Young and fresh they ain't no threat

They're old and frail haha

Pop down brehs just dropped my name

In a song and they hope it sells huh

Sit back and watch them embarrass themselves

Made a French connection

See mans blueprint workin'

Now they go Paris as well

Put on your belt it's a bumpy road

But I'm feelin' like Bumpy Johnson

One call and my bro get the job done

**** everyone I ain't feelin' monogamous

Stayin' anonymous isn't a problem

Good die young I'm a wrongen

Long live Driss he's never forgotten

A real trap boy stay juggin'

Put on your belt it's a bumpy road

But I'm feelin' like Bumpy Johnson

One call and my bro get the job done

**** everyone I ain't feelin' monogamous

Stayin' anonymous isn't a problem

Good die young I'm a wrongen

Long live Driss he's never forgotten

A real trap boy stay juggin'