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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Headie One
Headie One
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Irving Adjei
Irving Adjei
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
M1onthebeat
M1onthebeat
Producer
Tyrell Paul
Tyrell Paul
Mixing Engineer
Kristian Donaldson
Kristian Donaldson
Vocal Recording Engineer
Kevin Tuffy
Kevin Tuffy
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

M1OnTheBeat M1OnTheBeat Been sat in the T-house all day If nuttin' I'm in the ends tryna catch me a headshot, and I call that a North Face I've been going on tour, way before I woulda sold that old dates I was in my cell, no calendar, I've been tryna keep track of my court dates Now this bad B come to the Nizz, give brains, no foreplay, all day, all day I was in a Trizz tryna find out how to whip up cocaine, all day, all day I spent a rack on my steppers, I might go and spend the same on shawty When we uptown eating lobster, we have come a long way from Ko-Lee Free Vel, free Vel, that's my co-de, co-de, co-de Still screaming free Daz as well, he came out on fuckrey, so they gave him more days But he's soon home, no stress Both OT and rap, I don't really know nuttin' else VVS on me, know my neck frozen, it come in like it covered in sorbet All these bad b's loves diamonds, make her turn naughty, naughty, naughty And all the mandem love Headies when I let it off broad day, broad day, broad day Still spend this prof' on a .40 I hit the trap a little less like Sony I can get you O's for the low, and I don't mean the city in Norway I really took bus to school now I can get a buss down Rollie And I don't need public transport just to go buss down Sloan Street This quarter chicken ain't a munch from Morley's, take that chicken to the gym, no protein Now all I do is count this money, that's all day, all day Been sat in the T-house all day If nuttin' I'm in the ends tryna catch me a headshot, and I call that a North Face I've been going on tour, way before I woulda sold that old dates I was in my cell, no calendar, I've been tryna keep track of my court dates Now this bad B come to the Nizz, give brains, no foreplay, all day, all day I was in a Trizz tryna find out how to whip up cocaine, all day, all day I spent a rack on my steppers, I might go and spend the same on shawty When we uptown eating lobster, we have come a long way from Ko-Lee Dem man there for the out 'ere flexin, tryna show off for groupies Me, I just back that skeng and burn him, mad that boy, boy cop Gucci Old school was fur and Gucci, now just Dolce all day Fiends called saying they love the rock but this ain't no song from Coldplay I'ma get this money all day, that's what the broke days taught me Feds tryna nail like Sary, yeah, yeah, I ain't talking Tory I'm cuttin' through west, Kanye, I'ma spend all of this money Make these bad B's wanna come Nizz, N'Golo Kanté Ay Tommy Turner Tommy Turn', ay Tommy Turner Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn Been sat in the T-house all day If nuttin' I'm in the ends tryna catch me a headshot, and I call that a North Face I've been going on tour, way before I woulda sold that old dates I was in my cell, no calendar, I've been tryna keep track of my court dates Now this bad B come to the Nizz, give brains, no foreplay, all day, all day I was in a Trizz tryna find out how to whip up cocaine, all day, all day I spent a rack on my steppers, I might go and spend the same on shawty When we uptown eating lobster, we have come a long way from Ko-Lee
Writer(s): Irving Adjei, Mozis P.aduu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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