Lyrics
The thing about good design - that shit’s all in the lines - come check out mines - Don Rattray and Fybe One, We got the vibes - what you sayin - woi
What you sayin - What you tellin’ me - What you sayin - What you tellin’ me - on the m-way on cruise Penelope - hello friend goodbye enemy - leave ‘em in the sea with a sea anemone - why you callin me why you bellin’ me - I think he’s muggin’ it I think he’s gemmin’ me - what you sayin what you tellin’ me
Don’t ask me how I’m doin when you don't give a shit how I really am
had to come back like I been on a ban
Don’t lie bro you barely make a quid on a gram
The only box that you move is in a grid on the gram
We all know you never did what you said on the cam
So sit down shut your mout’ like a kid in a pram
Woi Woi - that’s my joint that’s my jam
Get money that’s the point that’s the plan
When I was younger I thought I was really the man but now I been through shit now I’m really a man
Back then I had dreams never really a plan
I would just roll with the lay of the land I hate askin for help but appreciate if you wanna gimme a hand
If you know me you might seen me kickin a ball but god willin’ you will never see me sippin’ a can
My circles small
I don’t know a million man but each man that I know’s worth a million man I’m tryna make like a milli a man
I ain’t gonna lie I’m a family guy
you’ll never see me skid on the fam
you might see me with my kids in a mini sedan
Billin’ up a zilly like im billin’ a dam
I like chicks thicker than the Michelin man
And I will spin a man’s jaw like spinning a fan
give man a slap with the back ah my hand
And I will head butt man like Zinny Zidane
I’ve never stepped in a trap that’s a trap and a scam
Not on the roads like the track of a tram
But if you wanna pose like a gyal in Milan
Then I can have you with a rose in the back of a van
Don’t ask how I been when you don’t give a fuck how I really been it’s Don Rattray the Brixton king I was in Makkah in a prison cell and it wasn’t hell but it was really grim - I’ve had some mad things said about me but there’s Suttin’ about me that you can’t discount me - - you man are my juniors Robert Downey - bought wifey a rose gold grill as a dowry and she rock it proudly - love her cos she loved me how she found me - breaking necks and breaking boundaries - lookin at lexuses and Audis - before it was Vauxhalls maybe Fords - don’t try sheg me pay me more - don’t chat shit to me make me bored