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Skepta
Stimme und Gesang
Nafe Smallz
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Joseph Adenuga
Songwriter:in
Andrew Mair
Songwriter:in
Clayton Gavin
Songwriter:in
Nathan Adams
Songwriter:in
Vonkelli Williams
Songwriter:in
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Skepta
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[Verse 1]
I'ma break the law
Then I'ma break the bank
I'ma put some in the safe
Then I'ma throw some on the floor
Definitely make some more
Twenty dates
Had to go back on tour
She can see how I'm flexin'
Count my blessings, praise the Lord
You know the steez, super greaze (Greaze)
Nothing nice, tell the promoter bring the Ps
Still ain't safe
I'm in the party with my Gs
And I just made your girl my girl
She's on her knees
[Chorus]
On her knees (Yeah)
She see the D
She see the freeze (Freeze)
Rollin' trees from overseas
Smoke for free, **** please (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Lowe mi
Big gelato, VIP is looking cloudy
This Cali got me feeling drowsy
Never stressin' cah them killers
They be 'round me
It's best you leave me where you found me
'Cause we ain't with the disrespect (No)
Fuck your vest, we be aiming at your neck
You know the vibe, yeah, the level set (Yeah)
Mind how ya step, and step correct
[Chorus]
I got your girl addicted to the sex
On her knees (Yeah)
She see the D
She see the freeze (Freeze)
Rollin' trees, from overseas
Smoke for free, **** please (Yeah)
[Verse 3]
I'm an asthmatic weed fanatic
When I get high, I leave the planet
Tryna kick the habit but every day it's on mind
She said that I smoke too much
But see, I work hard and pay for mine
Definite I hustle, blood, definitely I grind
Since a youth, man, I always had something shottin' out the booth
Since a youth, I been a target
I cannot go around the truth
**** hate, soon as they see me
They don't know what the fuck to do
Watchin' me, I'm not watchin' you
I was just blazin' on my Zute
It's big smoke
How can she tell me that I'm cute?
I'm so high, I'm so fly
I'm gonna need a parachute
River's dad, super swag
I'm gonna need a camera crew
I'm gonna need some palm wine
I'm gonna need some pepper soup
And if I ain't the headline
Then I must be the special guest
I pull up and steal the show
And I weren't even tryna flex
Had to touch the afterparty
She just sent me the address
Said that she wanted me to come
And I told her, "Say it with your chest"
[Chorus]
I got your girl addicted to the sex
On her knees
She see the D
She see the freeze (Freeze)
Rollin' trees, from overseas (Woo)
Smoke for free, **** please (Gone)
[Outro]
Big Records (Records)
Big Records (Records)
Written by: Andrew Mair, Clayton Angelo Gavin, Joseph Adenuga, L. Alford, Nathan Isaac Adams, Vonkelie Williams