"HMRC" lyrics

I don't even call to connect
Lin', Lin', Yeah

I don't even call to connect
On the stove Pyrex, on the wrist Rolex
And I do wholesale, I don't do no bits
Give me white girl white, huh, please do a test
How high, do you wanna get?
Put a hundred on my neck, and some thousands on the press
Put my family first, and it's them that I protect
Lin'

Never on the fence
Numbers on the Tetley
Who do I call first, is it family or friends?
And I, do my own ting
And I, never follow trends
And I, only leave the house if it's, money or I'm spending it
Made me see my therapist
Try be on my deen, but it needs a little strengthening
And I want a type of girl, that can finish all my sentences
They only do you favours, if they gain a little benefit
Codeine that's my beverage
Used to be a pessimist, now I'm just an optimist
Gave a mil' to HMRC, I nearly vomitted
Working on these grows, Huncholini, I'm a botonist
I promise when I promise, I ain't giving empty promises
Lini', I'm the first, but understand I plead the fifth
At my worst, I came out strong, when I was [?] to quit
And I never quit, shit, cause quitters never win
Lin'

I don't even call to connect
On the stove Pyrex, on the wrist Rolex
And I do wholesale, I don't do no bits
Give me white girl white, huh, please do a test
How high, do you wanna get?
Put a hundred on my neck, and some thousands on the press
Put my family first, and it's them that I protect
Lin'