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)