GRIMESTEP

Ay, ay, ay! Yeah So what you telling me ducky Straight Nottingham jungle cuzzy We ain't talking if it ain't about money Only debted up my man so he's lucky She likes me cus I'm talking funny Atchcay imhay etgay Uddycray Snowy got bare bad bs like honey Doing this fully XL like bully Check the method Snowski I get the veterans Vetted Watch when I touch mic go three headed Any MC wanna test Beheaded To be the ruler I had to take measures That's why salty guys get peppered Couple bad bs wanna get man pressured But that's what I like just like Rae Sremmurd Grime step That's the genre I rep See it in my iris That I come from highness Cos I'm fucking stardust Like everything around us Tell them man fi park up Cos shit ain't getting past us (Everything around us) (Fucking, fucking stardust) (Everything around us) (Fucking, fucking stardust) Yeah, yeah Teraz już wiemy kto na tej planszy gra A kto jedynie tańczy Mów mi starszy inspektor tej czopki I weź se obadaj jak to charczy Święty bejsik - sound zawsze crunchy Edukuje i kształci albo karci Skurwiele są siebie warci nadal A ty czekasz aż ci się pofarci nadal Stylówa hot jak sambal ATZ tego rytuału szef Ta mieszanka cię klepie jak changa Od basu na dupie znów pęka ci szew Ciężka samba na ulicach miasta jak gramy Mam styl pojebany jak Maxsta Czasem triolowe rytmy jak Traxman Jestem artysta, a nie wykonawca W oczach mam miarę, a w sercu mam wiarę — to ja twój oprawca Stawiam się w roli krawca Znów się rozchodzi o dobry materiał — niech wie to wydawca Albo niech wydupca jak mu się nie sprawdza Nadal trwa dobra passa Święty Bass to chora akcja — breee Grime step That's the genre I rep See it in my iris That I come from highness Cos I'm fucking stardust Like everything around us Tell them man fi park up Cos shit ain't getting past us Yo, yo They don't get it Ain't nuttin but shellings When they see Emz where the mic n deck is Please don't bread it man wanna chat But I skips that piece like checkers Gyal wanna chat but I skip that piece and press it Man don't get it man just gem it Just cos you got my number don't bell it Come against me there where ya necks is Want me on the cards send man debits Step in shell it n take that credit If it nuh mek sense left it I don't wanna fuck with you I'm frigid Need them digits so I put food on digis Don't think everything pretty Round here we just need the ps in Fuck ya feelings Grime step That's the genre I rep See it in my iris That I come from highness Cos I'm fucking stardust Like everything around us Tell them man fi park up Cos shit ain't getting past us (Everything around us) (Fucking, fucking stardust) (Everything around us) (Fucking, fucking stardust) (Everything around us) (Fucking, fucking stardust)