GoldLink, PinkPantheress, Rizloski, Rax—Evian
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Feel like you’re making a fool of me
I still act accordingly
Time’s still my enemy
When we’re close it’s time to leave
You’re not the loving kind
No doubt ’bout that in my mind
I’m stressed but don’t want to be
When you’re stood in front of me
I like to imagine that I like you and you know my name
I don’t even fuck wit the girls over there and I wanna tell you that my name real fame-ous
Shameless
I keep my girls real nameless
Boys in the back man-dem over there
Bald head nigga, wearing gold in my ear
Diamond necklace wear it and they stare
I don’t give a fuck I throw da money air
Pull up in a rare Bentley
I ain’t friendly
Got my boys, my God, and a henley
I’m prentendin’, it’s cool or whatever
I rock jeans all summer and the winter
Dance on me dance on me weather
Birds of a feather
I don’t wanna talk too much darg
Cah they kno my ting
From the South of thames
Haffi cut man off cah they slow my ting
Knew she the one when she see blue light
How she hold my ting
Knew she the one how she come to the crib
And she hold my ting, ayy
Back that chat then bring it
I hate it when man fidget
I don’t like that one minute
But you know say the mandem really wid it, ah da mandem ah really go get it
And you kno say the mandem really wid it
Ah the mandem really go chef it
Flexxed up like it’s exercise
They’re terrified
‘Cause me and you and you on them
It’s day and night
Way too hard to rectify
So I electrify
She bend on her friend
Now that’s just so many hands on thighs
That back just might just turn the tide
She done so well she earned the stripes
Dont chat in her ear she won’t reply
She’s rolling her eyes
You’re not the guy
You’re not the guy
You’re
Feel like you’re making a fool of me
I still act accordingly
Time’s still my enemy
When we’re close it’s time to leave
You’re not the loving kind
No doubt ’bout that in my mind
I’m stressed but don’t want to be
When you’re stood in front of me
Feel like you’re making a fool of me
I still act accordingly
Time’s still my enemy