Impress Me (feat. Headie One)

Ayy, yo I got these golden ones in the VIP, all tryna impress me And they don't want me for me If they can't have me, then they'll have my brethren And they don't love me for me, they probably just love my necklace If they can't press me, then I go, Presley, Elvis This bad B sendin' me selfies, pretend it's about red velvet Course she Course she didn't forget to go get her somethin' I was on Portland, Durham, Thameside She ain't know me when I was in Feltham Still love when they buck me in person, from all of the gyaldem She don't want me for me That's why there's makeup all over the foreign She see me in D&G, oh, now we got suttin' in common She said that I'm puttin' on weight Where were you when I was puttin' on weight from porridge? She probably wouldn't eat with me if it wasn't steak and lobster She see me in expensive Jeeps (Jeeps), wanna hop in Would you have walked with me when I had to walk to college? She wanna talk about the weekend, not 'bout my problems All I talk is drugs, guns, commas (commas) You're a good girl Why you wanna be around with the drillers, shottas? You don't wanna be at the shootouts But when we're out in the summer, topless And she don't want me for me, she a got options This nigga next to me got bread and a whole lotta watches I got these golden ones in the VIP, all tryna impress me And they don't want me for me If they can't have me, then they'll have my brethren And they don't love me for me, they probably just love my necklace If they can't press me, then I go, Presley, Elvis This bad B sendin' me selfies, pretend it's about red velvet Course she Course she didn't forget to go get her somethin' I was on Portland, Durham, Thameside She ain't know me when I was in Feltham Still love when they buck me in person, from all of the gyaldem She don't want me for me, I clocked her and now she wanna beef with me She don't wanna be seen with me if it ain't in the passy of the GLE She don't want matching Filas, she wanna match double G's with me She wanna go swing P's, but wouldn't touch the ends, do a re with me She wanna do it officially with me, but if I weren't lit, she'll leave She wanna press me, proper styles on a Championship ting She don't want me for me, she just want the wads in my Diesel jeans That's the only thing she sees in me, she don't want me for me I got these golden ones in the VIP, all tryna impress me And she don't want me for me, then she probably had Headie, already Bust down my neck (yeah) Now she thinks I'm sexy, wanna do Nelly and Kelly But that's a dilemma, ah Oh, nah, nah-nah-nah Girl, you gotta do better Uh-uh, there's no pressure (no pressure) I got these golden ones in the VIP, all tryna impress me And they don't want me for me If they can't have me, then they'll have my brethren And they don't love me for me, they probably just love my necklace If they can't press me, then I go, Presley, Elvis This bad B sendin' me selfies, pretend it's about red velvet Course she Course she didn't forget to go get her somethin' I was on Portland, Durham, Thameside She ain't know me when I was in Feltham Still love when they buck me in person from all of the gyaldem