More songs by Headie One
Description
Producer: M1onthebeat
Producer: YG
Lyrics and translation
Original
(Young G)
(M1OnTheBeat)
My man, my man
My man said he got hammers for sale again
I ain't Jude but I bet you I'm Bellingham (One)
Feds dem onto the set again
Obbo, it ain't even safe on Telegram
Big rasclaart medallion, everywhere we go is Shelly-Ann
Givenchy, Louis, Dior, Chanel again
Shorty say I look good in everything
Bro told me he ain't goin' back jail again
Just got nicked, now he's back there again
Somethin' got bunned on the- (Ph-)
Lost that boot, had so mu- (Ph- phew)
They want me back on the trench again
I don't know who's genuine (uh)
Somethin' just end up dead again, I did try tellin' them (One)
I was yola with the amphetamine
If I was posh, then it would've been ketamine (Yeah)
I was dead broke tryna sell everything
So I had to rap white like Eminem (Turn, turn, turn)
Done levelled up, but I'm still levellin'
Ain't it funny how we chase down opps
But nowadays I just chase down my beverage?
And I still gotta scream, "Fuck fed" again (Told me turn, ay)
True, the mandem done up Dunlin and Heron
And all now the feds gotta rise up evidence
'Cah they really made white tops turn red
White tops turn red, Teddy Sheringham
Talkin' my shit, they ain't lettin' me land
Got a suite top in the London Sheraton, ooh
London Sheraton grand, 'cah this neck, ph- ch- bands
My man said he got hammers for sale again
I ain't Jude but I bet you I'm Bellingham
Feds dem onto the set again
Obbo, it ain't even safe on Telegram
Big rasclaart medallion, everywhere we go is Shelly-Ann
Givenchy, Louis, Dior, Chanel again
Shorty say I look good in everything
Bro told me he ain't goin' back jail again
Just got nicked, now he's back there again
Somethin' got bunned on the- (Ph-)
Lost that boot, had so mu- (Ph- phew)
They want me back on the trench again
I don't know who's genuine (uh)
Somethin' just end up dead again, I did try tellin' them (One)
This brown one thick, she melanin
Me and her eat, it's Michelin
This steak knife is far from a flick shank
Come from the trench, but I still got etiquette
Rappers start gettin' upset again, rememberin'
Then they go troll on the net again
They send for me, I can't send for them
True, there's a body in the street, it's delicate
They say they want war, they're gemmin' it
You know what the hitters will do for One
I'm feelin' like Declan Rice at Emirates (Suh suh suh)
It's separate
Little bro turned his wrist to a B
You know me, I love when the mandem are levellin'
Times when the B made a fiend OD
It forced me to cut it, OT Genesis
My man said he got hammers for sale again
I ain't Jude but I bet you I'm Bellingham (One)
Feds dem onto the set again
Obbo, it ain't even safe on Telegram
Big rasclaart medallion, everywhere we go is Shelly-Ann
Givenchy, Louis, Dior, Chanel again
Shorty say I look good in everything
Bro told me he ain't goin' back jail again
Just got nicked, now he's back there again
Somethin' got bunned on the- (Ph-)
Lost that boot, had so mu- (Ph- phew)
They want me back on the trench again
I don't know who's genuine (No, uh)
Somethin' just end up dead again, I did try tellin' them (One)
Told me turn, ayy
Told me turn
(M1OnTheBeat)
(Young G)