Crazy Cousins

I got some, Crazy Cousins

I love my, Crazy Cousins

I got some, Crazy Cousins

I love my, Crazy Cousins

Hello my, Crazy Cousins

Hello my, Crazy Cousins

In the black cab in the fast lane

In the same town as my last name

London, and I'm wondering

The lover's trying to take down something

She earned two hundred pounds, and I ain't talking about the money shit

I'm just talking about a honey dip

I'm just playing on my funny shit

I love my fam

The best thing is they rep who I am

In my London accent

"How are you?" I'm excellent

"Who are you?" I'm excellence, nigga ask my cousins

They reside in London pimpin, and don't forget Brixton

Sometimes I wake up early in the morning

To play my con con congos

I love to play my bongos in the morning