"Kylian Mbappé" lyrics
Dezzie, Izzpot & Headie One Lyrics
Came in skates
Fresh out the box from Louis
Before I ever chose to wear Lyle & Scott
The stitch on my jeans were Truey
You ain't ever had to wet down a paigon
And go back home with your shank all gooey
XD cocked and loaded
The bells that we have ain't little like Stewie
I had Nisha bagging up grub
We was coming like Tariq, coming like Effie
Course your life's in danger
Cah we got big smoke, Jme, Skeppy
Free KT, he got grabbed, two smokes
He used to have it out here live and eleccy
Alarm bells on the landing
Shh got
He got shaved up for brekky
Skrrr bap
That's how it's sounding
He ain't dead, but I'm tryna pronounce him
They say rap, but I'm really pronouncing
Donny went swimming, then he went drowning
When I have a stand-off, I move astounding
I left him still like say he was grounded
You can't ask how many I gave him
I gave him a few like say I was counting (CREEP)
Shit pees in a meme coin
24 hours had Ps for a G-lock
On the road, Day-Date's on buss down
Had me in jail spending pees on a g-shock
Lol, I wear glasses so I can see opps
I need a load out, suttin like b.opps
Cah now you see me shop in Amiri
Back in the days I was shopping in Peacocks
Had a bad b get the 4s In the club
We all know blackjack, the queen's a slag
My little bro really try lift one up
Like Fat Joe he was leaning back
Still fill the nizz with Lambo trucks
I'm feeling like Pastor T in SPAC
I was in the wokhouse feeling flat
Now these pockets feeling fat
I still can't war wid an eediat
Bro, why you think the G-lock got power?
Where the fuck's Tommy Egan at?
Bro done a bird and he wanna come home off the wing
Tryna do a Kylian Mbapp–
Bap, bap, bap, bap
Yo, why you think they don't wanna free up Klap?
She don't listen to UK drill, but still knows them man are neeks
Like Durk I'm signed to the streets
The ting got 6, 7 bells like Liquez
Walk in the dance
Before it was Balencis, now I got the CC print on my sneaks
Gyal know I'm official, I run up the bag
Go check the receipts
Yo, I'm in Mayfair doing up COYA
It was legal fees with my lawyer
Me, I got this bad one
She don't want date night
She wants to chop me down like suya
Shh got shh
Didn't make it home
Feel sorry for hooyo, hooyo
Shawty popped up, said we bored up her bredrin
Said I annoy her, annoy her (CREEP, uh)
I was all gassed when I got down one opp
Then I got two and times that by three
When I was young, used to step with Mindi's
Then I stepped with the two times sixteen
I was raised in the Farm, not your average teen
Do you think I could rap if my boots were clean?
Before I ever made a verse on a tape
I was out in the 8 really taping scenes
I got two shorties, that's ménage à trois
One got a face, but she got no arse
I hate when they're ratchet and have no class
But it's cool cah it means I can beat more fast
After I beat, I leave that in the past
You're saying she's yours, I'm saying she's ours
The whole time she's thinking I like her
I'm tryna land class B in her yard
Too much sweets, pick n' mix
Lost three smokes, that's a fifteen quid
Still get the G-locks fresh in the box
They've been coming like a 3 piece and chips
Ever since opps try sneak widda diss
Lord knows somebody been sleeping since
I was 18 in Aberdeen
My second strike put the P in the whips
Before rap, I put the re in the mix
Two smokes up, I don't have to sleep on shit
We put the G in GBG
You know more time it's immediate
And I still put the flee in flick
Emerald diamonds, did it with prongs
I'm feeling like Buzz Lightyear with the pointers
To infinities and beyond
Fresh out the box from Louis
Before I ever chose to wear Lyle & Scott
The stitch on my jeans were Truey
You ain't ever had to wet down a paigon
And go back home with your shank all gooey
XD cocked and loaded
The bells that we have ain't little like Stewie
I had Nisha bagging up grub
We was coming like Tariq, coming like Effie
Course your life's in danger
Cah we got big smoke, Jme, Skeppy
Free KT, he got grabbed, two smokes
He used to have it out here live and eleccy
Alarm bells on the landing
Shh got
He got shaved up for brekky
Skrrr bap
That's how it's sounding
He ain't dead, but I'm tryna pronounce him
They say rap, but I'm really pronouncing
Donny went swimming, then he went drowning
When I have a stand-off, I move astounding
I left him still like say he was grounded
You can't ask how many I gave him
I gave him a few like say I was counting (CREEP)
Shit pees in a meme coin
24 hours had Ps for a G-lock
On the road, Day-Date's on buss down
Had me in jail spending pees on a g-shock
Lol, I wear glasses so I can see opps
I need a load out, suttin like b.opps
Cah now you see me shop in Amiri
Back in the days I was shopping in Peacocks
Had a bad b get the 4s In the club
We all know blackjack, the queen's a slag
My little bro really try lift one up
Like Fat Joe he was leaning back
Still fill the nizz with Lambo trucks
I'm feeling like Pastor T in SPAC
I was in the wokhouse feeling flat
Now these pockets feeling fat
I still can't war wid an eediat
Bro, why you think the G-lock got power?
Where the fuck's Tommy Egan at?
Bro done a bird and he wanna come home off the wing
Tryna do a Kylian Mbapp–
Bap, bap, bap, bap
Yo, why you think they don't wanna free up Klap?
She don't listen to UK drill, but still knows them man are neeks
Like Durk I'm signed to the streets
The ting got 6, 7 bells like Liquez
Walk in the dance
Before it was Balencis, now I got the CC print on my sneaks
Gyal know I'm official, I run up the bag
Go check the receipts
Yo, I'm in Mayfair doing up COYA
It was legal fees with my lawyer
Me, I got this bad one
She don't want date night
She wants to chop me down like suya
Shh got shh
Didn't make it home
Feel sorry for hooyo, hooyo
Shawty popped up, said we bored up her bredrin
Said I annoy her, annoy her (CREEP, uh)
I was all gassed when I got down one opp
Then I got two and times that by three
When I was young, used to step with Mindi's
Then I stepped with the two times sixteen
I was raised in the Farm, not your average teen
Do you think I could rap if my boots were clean?
Before I ever made a verse on a tape
I was out in the 8 really taping scenes
I got two shorties, that's ménage à trois
One got a face, but she got no arse
I hate when they're ratchet and have no class
But it's cool cah it means I can beat more fast
After I beat, I leave that in the past
You're saying she's yours, I'm saying she's ours
The whole time she's thinking I like her
I'm tryna land class B in her yard
Too much sweets, pick n' mix
Lost three smokes, that's a fifteen quid
Still get the G-locks fresh in the box
They've been coming like a 3 piece and chips
Ever since opps try sneak widda diss
Lord knows somebody been sleeping since
I was 18 in Aberdeen
My second strike put the P in the whips
Before rap, I put the re in the mix
Two smokes up, I don't have to sleep on shit
We put the G in GBG
You know more time it's immediate
And I still put the flee in flick
Emerald diamonds, did it with prongs
I'm feeling like Buzz Lightyear with the pointers
To infinities and beyond
