Still (Explicit)-Skepta

歌手 : Skepta

专辑 : Vicious

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:37

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TXT Still (Explicit)-Skepta 文本歌词

They like what's good g

Same s**t broski man I'm still hustling

I switched up the pack

Cleaned up the cash but the trap still jumping

Sold white on a pushbike in my brand new jeans

So I had the right leg tucked in

Phone line rang so much

That the ringtone started to sound disgusting

Young boy in the kitchen with the powder

And I weren't making dumpling

Stepped in the night show

See all the ladies start re adjusting

Hat down low with the shades on

Looking like definitely up to something

Please don't step on my sk's

Cause I ain't down for scuffing

I look at the game from a bird's eye view

That's why I see everyting' properly

Top boy for too many years

And still nobody can top me

It's me they all tryna sound like

It's my gang they all tryna copy

But I never complain cause

I got more where that came from

I got the whole game on me

Yeah

That's what you get when you chosen

Better protect your s**t or s**t get stolen

Get covered in ice

You gotta pay the price

For your wrist to be frozen

Still I'm outside

All on my chains on out in the open

No security

You know the slogan

Who am I scared of

I am the omen

Greaze

Yeah

Vivienne westwood suit

Lash got the drinks in the booth

Dex is billing them zoots

This ain't a video shoot

Tangerine lemon and strawberry

I was bringing them fruits

Asked the neighbours about bbk swear down

They're sick of them youts'

We win awards

Come home and attack the block

John boyega when I'm acting up

**** lower cases I start capping up

Till the big bad ting start backing up

Got a spanish ting and she's over sexy

That's why the jokers wanna bo' select me

But they cannot draw me out

Got the shades on

The lights don't affect me

No watch in my wrist

No big timin'

Feds tryna find the whip I'm in

Pedal to the metal

This s**t's flying

Power steering wheel

I'm slip sliding

Can't see me

I stay too lowkey

We don't do that d**k riding

I'm in my own lane just me

Yeah that's why the plaques in the crib shining

But forget all the numbers

We the top boys

Even your girl knows

It's blatant

And that's how it's gonna be for a while

You n***as better have some patience

We ain't on the same platform

I'm at a different station

Can't see my face like jason

Happy halloween you paigons