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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Headie One
Headie One
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Irving Adjei
Irving Adjei
Composer
Tyrell Paul
Tyrell Paul
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
169
169
Producer
Tom Hough
Tom Hough
Recording Engineer
Tyrell Paul
Tyrell Paul
Mixing Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yo (turn) Me and Lizzie walked down that aisle Now my outfit more than a couple thou' (One) My nigga Vel chinged a yout bait face And he still took the chance at trial I know that the new generation's fake But trust me, the real niggas back in style Gang dem style, cop that box, Pacquiao Get it in, then smash it out Man a 9-bar went in, not Michael Kao I ain't go sleep in the bando, nah One day I'll buy a house with lots of tiles (turn, turn) Five figures if I touch down Either I'm uptown or out of town Five figures if I touch down Either I'm uptown or out of town My young boy in the Bailey, not Crown, yo How you lifed off and still counting down? Feds wanna see us down and out Truth is, they love it when thе gang go wild Watch doin' grow like a brussel sprout He just wantеd to do it for the gang, not clout That's why we see the jakes on ten toes, Asafa Powell ten toes Dodgin' them jakes, all I wanted was velcros Hit the jailhouse, it was knees and elbows Now I get sold out shows, man shell those Adidas tracksuit, shell toes Rekindle, man throw a stack in the crowd (turn) Me and Lizzie walked down that aisle Now my outfit more than a couple thou' (One) My nigga Vel chinged a yout bait face And he still took the chance at trial I know that the new generation's fake But trust me, the real niggas back in style Gang dem style, cop that box, Pacquiao Get it in, then smash it out Man a 9-bar went in, not Michael Kao I ain't go sleep in the bando, nah One day I'll buy a house with lots of tiles Five figures if I touch down Either I'm uptown or out of town Five figures if I touch down Either I'm uptown or out of town (One) Talk minimum five to be in my call log Woods on smoke, they should boot it like orchard (brrt) All for the bros, no Warner (brrt) No ID like no caller (brrt, brrt) Excellent finish, all when it mattered like Kingsley Coman (suh) New shit, X3, not to flex in, that car's stolen Interview room, we don't do no talking We don't sit well with rats or rodents Got in the bando, not my emotions That quarter turned into a two and a daughter (One) Then into a corner (One) Trident all on my doorstep tryna ask me about courier I told them "I got no idea", Don Toliver Me and Lizzie walked down that aisle Now my outfit more than a couple thou' (One) My nigga Vel chinged a yout bait face And he still took the chance at trial I know that the new generation's fake But trust me, the real niggas back in style Gang dem style, cop that box, Pacquiao Get it in, then smash it out Man a 9-bar went in, not Michael Kao I ain't go sleep in the bando, nah One day I'll buy a house with lots of tiles Five figures if I touch down Either I'm uptown or out of town Five figures if I touch down Either I'm uptown or out of town
Writer(s): Tyrell Demetrius Paul, Irving Ampofo Adjei Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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