"Brixton" lyrics

I took my big dreams out West to Venice Beach
Stepped out in my big fur coat, ninety degrees
Heads turn and the traffic stops to look at me
The mom with the Birkin bags saying, "Ugh"

You can take the Brit out of Brixton
But you can't stop this girl chugging all six cans
Find me upstairs on the rooftop
Smoking cigars with a bong in my red right hand

I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man
I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man

Light up on the patio with a cup of tea
They're saying I can't smoke here, keep it six feet
Even if I wanted to, I couldn't leave
Headshot on the wall at airport security
Oh, man, they're sick of me

You can take the Brit out of Brixton
But you can't stop this girl chugging all six cans
Find me upstairs on the rooftop
Smoking cigars with a bong in my red right hand

I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man
I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man

I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man
I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man