[Intro: AJ Tracey]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: AJ Tracey]
Cartier frames, and a turtle neck (Fancy)
Parents always love me as a dinner guest (They do)
Had the wins, but I'm not a winner yet (Not yet)
If you're tryna make a pass, I'ma intercept (Let's go)
Got a dog up in the club, I ain't bring a pet (Boom, boom, boom)
Covered in the ice, I ain't tryna sweat (Bling, blaow)
We can make some bread, we can split a cheque (But, but)
I ain't back and forthin' on the internet (No, sir)
[Verse 1: MoStack]
When I think of it
Babe, you'd be a ten out of ten if you never smoke cigarette
But can I blow your back just a little bit?
Ay, rudeboy, you messing with a bigger fish
It ain't over 'til the fat lady sings, tell your mum, "Grab a mic"
You lookin' like a snack, baby, can I get a bite?
Don't pull it on a plate
'Member when we touched in my bed? I'll never say
[Verse 2: AJ Tracey]
One of dem man got a touch, mandem, own up
Stop the drillin' in my merch, you're a doughnut
Young boy made him so much money that he's grown up
Fuck, if you're my centre rock, let's get you blown up
Posh girls wanna take me back to their yard
I don't care if pops is racist, tell your dad, "I'm a star"
And a watch that's on this wrist, I put that on a card
We put bricks up on the strip and now there's bricks in the yard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: AJ Tracey]
Cartier frames, and a turtle neck (Fancy)
Parents always love me as a dinner guest (They do)
Had the wins, but I'm not a winner yet (Not yet)
If you're tryna make a pass, I'ma intercept (Let's go)
Got a dog up in the club, I ain't bring a pet (Boom, boom, boom)
Covered in the ice, I ain't tryna sweat (Bling, blaow)
We can make some bread, we can split a cheque (But, but)
I ain't back and forthin' on the internet (No, sir)
[Verse 1: MoStack]
When I think of it
Babe, you'd be a ten out of ten if you never smoke cigarette
But can I blow your back just a little bit?
Ay, rudeboy, you messing with a bigger fish
It ain't over 'til the fat lady sings, tell your mum, "Grab a mic"
You lookin' like a snack, baby, can I get a bite?
Don't pull it on a plate
'Member when we touched in my bed? I'll never say
[Verse 2: AJ Tracey]
One of dem man got a touch, mandem, own up
Stop the drillin' in my merch, you're a doughnut
Young boy made him so much money that he's grown up
Fuck, if you're my centre rock, let's get you blown up
Posh girls wanna take me back to their yard
I don't care if pops is racist, tell your dad, "I'm a star"
And a watch that's on this wrist, I put that on a card
We put bricks up on the strip and now there's bricks in the yard
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