Breakthrough

[Verse 1] In my en suite chilling with Anna-May And we're watching Anime, what can I say? She ain't fucking she's just sampling my can of spray Danny J's my mate with boxes of Alize We went to Jack D, now we're back again Tomorrow we ain't gonna have no stack to spray Balling like San Jose How much it cost to reek of this? Paco Rabanne that's all I had to say The atmosphere's calm it ain't even 'bout swag today Nah you can't question our flow If you're taking shots, M-O-N-Z Ronaldo You come in this cold game and you're getting foul throws But I'm over your heads, we be getting wild yo This is southern comfort, the setting's styled bro Sick woman in here, somebody get the calpol These chicks are limewire, getting down loads Cos we're pouring champagne directly down throats Yeah your bitch open wide and she swallow that And she's following on Twitter, I don't follow back She said she celibate, I couldn't tell a bit Cos you can see it in her eyes that she wants it bad [Hook: J.R] I ain't got fire, whatdya mean? I ain't even started but I'm bussing up the scene Tryna breakthrough, getting all the cake too I'm just tryna clean up like maids do X2