Lyrics
Feelling your hand as he touches my hand
Whispering meaningless beautiful phrases of love (ayy, silk fabrics, brrt)
Tuscan leather (and the winner is PlaqueBoyMax)
Ha
London city, it's dark and cold (it's dark)
Don't take pics with the members, screamin' out "gang" if you aren't involved (don't)
Wanna be a G, better be fully active, gotta do the road with your heart and soul (baow)
They wanna know if the street life is worth it, I told them the answer's no (nah)
I'm tryna live my life, let's go
They got me fucked up, yo, they got me, okay, I'm ready
Crazy, man said YOLO, I feel like I lived four lives already (OG)
I headlined Wireless so many times, who else made the mark like Skeppy?
Now we got Big Smoke Fest in Croydon, you might see me in the South Park like Kenny (huh?)
Said that he's gang, wanna come backstage (huh?)
No wristband, no invitation
Said he's got drip, said he's got water, fake chain lookin' like dehydration
Said he's got waps, I checked in the hood (how?)
No evidence, no validation (trust)
You had beef, and you went to the station, but we don't take no violation, chat (baow, baow, baow)
Mum told me if a man diss me, I gotta diss them back (trust)
Old-school clash, I'm on stage with a wap
But it's a new era now, you know it's all cap (grease)
It's a new day now, you can sit behind your screens and put on that bad boy act
When you see me, I'm Billie Eilish, don't smile at me
'Cause you know we ain't really like that (shh, shh)
Grease
Less is more (amen, ice)
Yeah
You saw the whip, and now you don't, thought you saw a ghost, but it was a phantom
I turned my pain into P's, I went from the trenches to a mansion (trust)
I remember them callin' me ugly, now I got money, they're callin' me handsome (how, how?)
Everybody talk about breakin' America, you can ask Rocky, I'm triple platinum (boaw, boaw, boaw)
They call me PlaqueBoyS, we got them rap boys stressed (grease)
Yeah, I was a DJ, soon as I picked up the mic, everybody like "that boy next" (ice)
Every day I'm on the phone talkin' 'bout money, my girl says that I'm obsessed
And I can't lie, I think I'm addicted to the money, if I ain't hustlin', I'm vexed (haha)
Said that you shot food, what's your line like? How many cats is phoning?
Keep on cappin', I keep exposing (trust), they keep borrowing money and ghostin' (lame)
We got money for the fam, money for the gang, got money for the war, it's no joke ting (bricks)
Can't say what machines man are holding
Said they want beef, man, they must have been trolling (chat, boom, boom)
Mum told me if a man diss me, I gotta diss them back (trust)
Old school clash, I'm on stage with a wap
But it's a new era now, you know it's all cap (jokes)
It's a new day now, you can sit behind your screens and put on that bad boy act (how?)
When you see me, I'm Billie Eilish, don't smile at me
'Cause you know we ain't really like that (boaw, boaw, boaw)