I Like YA (UK)

[Chorus]
Let me tell you what I like
When I dip from the blues on a stolen bike
And let me tell you what I like
I like bad bitches, it's my only type
And I know what they don’t like
When I'm making P's from burning a mic
I gotta laugh when my haters are hating
Upset cah they ain’t riding my hype

[Verse 1]
When I make £100K, I'll be champagne sipping
Till then I'll be out clutch dipping
Keeping it tight so the grip starts slipping
We don't do tick, it's weight I'm nicking
And it's next man's whip I’m whipping
The queen head’s stolen, weed I'm piffing
Watching plants before they go missing
We take doors off, one kick, no kidding
Now we hit them charts and hit playlists
YA, I won’t stop till I'm A-list
Bars so hard, make the haters hear this
The nightclubs love it and the DJ's play this
Amount of times in a dinger, had a near miss
We put force on doors like we're bailiffs
Full time grafter, never been a wetter
We took doors off on a daily basis