Lyrics:
you're looking at your PRS
Just know
You're never gonna be like Skepta
Nobody ain't matching me
You're never gonna be like Skepta
Nobody ain't matching me
believe
That this is what my faith was for
The scars remain
Remains of pain
The scars remain
When I see you I see scars that are matching
When I see
The walls were alive with Lopsided matadors
Our out of focus friends from Ibiza would kill for
Making the most of our matching houses
In the middle of nowhere
High Fashion
Tracksuit on me kicks be matching
Make a pound
Make it flip get that cash in (Ahhh)
Now I'm saucy
Bitches see me I can't see dem (yeah
I'm a mafucken savage
Always rollin wit a bad bitch
I'm that sick
You actors ain't even matching my stature
You ain't lit I'm a zippo
You're not
Matching Rollie
Matching Rollie with me
Say she like how I'm so sweet, she a freak
I just got her a new bag on the beach
She won't ever fucking leave
GUILTY (BITCH)
FILTHY (BITCH)
Your taste is the floor
But I see its your ceiling
Double your bills
We ain't matching the billing
Sending some hoes
won't recover
Baby we're hot
When we fuck it feels like summer
She want to play in my hair she wan' play in my
She want matching monclers she want
Tell me whatchu' wanna see, we can pull up in matching beams yeah
Black heart emoji seats, Heart beat till it bleeds yeah
When I'm witchu', My aura
We shout halla
This is so glorious
See as we dey conquer
The church of Christ is matching on
We shout halla
This is so glorious
See as we dey conquer
matching Glocks and they came with a K
A hundred band jug, I just ran off on the plug today
Having problems deciding what I'ma drive today
If the opposition
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
DJ in a bade when it comes to scratch
Matching my style, matching my style
DJ in a bade when it
ਬੈਚਲਰ ਪਾਰਟੀਆਂ
ਵੇ ਕੰਮ ਮੈਨੂ ਠੀਕ ਨੀ ਲਗਦੇ ਤੇਰੇ
ਮੇਰੇ ਨਾਲ matching ਕਰਦਾ ਨਾ
ਵੇ ਮੁੰਡੇਆ ਮੈਂ ਨੀ ਲੈਣੇ ਫੇਰੇ
ਮੇਰੇ ਨਾਲ matching ਕਰਦਾ ਨਾ
ਵੇ ਮੁੰਡੇਆ ਮੈਂ ਨੀ ਲੈਣੇ ਫੇਰੇ
that she love me but she love the finer things
She's a
She's a tiller girl rocking that Nike hat
Got the matching shoes and got the matching bag
when they see you (Hey big spendah)
Won't you spend a little on me what you know about
Shopping out in London with the crew (Hashtag)
Matching Rollie
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
DJ in a bade when it comes to scratch
Matching my style, matching my style
DJ in a bade when it
Baby You matching my loyalty so Imma treat you like royalty Opening up
Give you more of me Give you the love that you Showing me
Baby i mean it im
Do you think that I'd look better
If I wore my matching sweater
Maybe if I matched you, you'd look better too
Yeah maybe we'd both look better if we
charging a fee
We ain’t never matching unless you matching with me
Pull up on the posse and me
We can go and smoke on the gas and the tree
We ain’t never
heart
And you're the one I want
1984
Harley Tee shirt
With your hair tied into buns
While we walk with matching chucks
We finally made it
Don't you see it
Yeah she mad cute
If I asked you
Could I at you
Can we blow up in the bathroom
You are mine now
Matching tattoos
Your heart hope it has room
Closed eyes
only matching welcomed here
Decisions, decisions, I try so hard to make one
Should we roll this gas up or maybe save for later
Supplies are gettin' low,
bitch
We matching bath robes in this hoe, what could go wrong?
In the telly, in the telly witcho bitch
We matching bath robes in this hoe, what could go
a matching ass
With your fly-ass boots or your open toes
When you get on the floor (nigga, throw them 'bows)
Dirty South mind blowing Dirty South bread
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