"Italian Shoes" lyrics
Yo, what's happenin' everyone?
It's Jordan, I'm still here
But I'm home soon, supporting my boy Silky
Real music, robber music
Shout out the grafters
Salford to London, stand up
Free my brother Kane Morris–
(HARGO production)
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
No one's harder
Roll through with Prada
Audemars or Yacht-Master
Balenciaga
Cuzzy, I'm a grafter
Tracker on your cars, then cut down your plants, cuz (Crops)
Narcotics, guns, cars, and watches
Import boxes through docks with lorries
Tryna live like Alfie Best with no worries
Rock skinny jeans so you can see it on me
I pull a big four-five when it's violence
I drive an RS4 for them sirens
Encrypted phone, so fuck Trident
And that lifestyle organised crime, cuz
Tried a new worker with a two in the queue
Man said he sees 63, that's shiny white coupe (Do the maths)
Cocaine got me steppin' in Loubs
Cocaine got me ready to shoot (Buh!)
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes (Giuseppes)
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
Copped a hot S3, fifteen hunna (On key)
ATM machines, every night we blowin' one up
'Cause boxes were ten bags lighter this summer (Pay)
Us mint the car every day for the runner (Insurance)
No fakin', my brother
Buss Crown Court trials, no snakin', my brother (Not guilty)
So why you hatin', my brother?
I'll bust big four-four no safety, my brother
I got grafters in hot M3s
I got trappers up in AMGs
I got shooters in RS3s
Ram Raiders in Cherokee Jeeps
Louis V stamps, I've got designer bricks
Extra five bills if it's on tick
And I started from the bottom, now the line doin' bits
And my favourite number 36 (Kilos)
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes (Giuseppes)
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
It's Jordan, I'm still here
But I'm home soon, supporting my boy Silky
Real music, robber music
Shout out the grafters
Salford to London, stand up
Free my brother Kane Morris–
(HARGO production)
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
No one's harder
Roll through with Prada
Audemars or Yacht-Master
Balenciaga
Cuzzy, I'm a grafter
Tracker on your cars, then cut down your plants, cuz (Crops)
Narcotics, guns, cars, and watches
Import boxes through docks with lorries
Tryna live like Alfie Best with no worries
Rock skinny jeans so you can see it on me
I pull a big four-five when it's violence
I drive an RS4 for them sirens
Encrypted phone, so fuck Trident
And that lifestyle organised crime, cuz
Tried a new worker with a two in the queue
Man said he sees 63, that's shiny white coupe (Do the maths)
Cocaine got me steppin' in Loubs
Cocaine got me ready to shoot (Buh!)
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes (Giuseppes)
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
Copped a hot S3, fifteen hunna (On key)
ATM machines, every night we blowin' one up
'Cause boxes were ten bags lighter this summer (Pay)
Us mint the car every day for the runner (Insurance)
No fakin', my brother
Buss Crown Court trials, no snakin', my brother (Not guilty)
So why you hatin', my brother?
I'll bust big four-four no safety, my brother
I got grafters in hot M3s
I got trappers up in AMGs
I got shooters in RS3s
Ram Raiders in Cherokee Jeeps
Louis V stamps, I've got designer bricks
Extra five bills if it's on tick
And I started from the bottom, now the line doin' bits
And my favourite number 36 (Kilos)
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes (Giuseppes)
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
Don't try me, I'm not in the mood
I still kick down doors in my Italian shoes
Nah, cuzzy, that won't be a good move
We put more animals in hoods than Canada Goose
Writer(s): Harry Charles Gough, Kyle Simmonds
