This is a song about "London tube"

More lube, squeeze this mother fucking tube, [ehehehe] im so fucking rude,

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

No worries tommorow we gone send em out to london

Chemicals were mixed 'n' formed bubbles in test tube,

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

Force-fed through a tube made outta licorice

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

My bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna hold me down