Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kneecap
Performer
Adrian McLeod
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kneecap
Lyrics
Thomas Mackenzie Bell
Composer
NAOISE IARLA Ó CAIREALLÁIN
Composer
Liam Óg Ó Hannaidh
Composer
JAMES JOHN Ó DOCHARTAIGH
Composer
Adrian McLeod
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Toddla T
Producer
Lyrics
I'm flush, sceitimíní ag teach ormsa le gach cois-céim
Téimse chuig an pub no fuss when I jump in a taxi, not on a bus,
Pure zen cos you know I got paid
Let's spend gach pingin atá agam, henry the 8th in my pocket I'm fuckin dishin out lovin Ní hionann sin a rá I'm your mate ach go tobann
I'm surrounded by coke fiends asking if I got something It's not all about the money, but I'm fuckin flush now I find it kinda funny
Couple of quid my rainy day's turned sunny, packet in my pocket my goes goes runny So fuck It's not all about the cheddar, now that I've got it, my night looks better
Smile on my face since the first day that I met her
Columbian cold when I'm feeling under the weather, no fuck,
It's cos I'm sniffin loadsa banger!
I'm stuffed mo bhéal lán oisrí le tabasco sauce, I'm lyin in bed til late
Cos I have't got a boss, I'm spending all my money no matter bout the cost Once second hand Lacoste, now it's Gucci and Balenciaga
Níl mé ag iarraidh bheith chomh bocht le m'athair, that's not what I'm after Looking something more, I've never had before
Won't see me walking the street unless there's TNs on my feet and they're sweet Neat and clean, was always star dog now it's only cali green
Leis an chaighdéan is fearr fíon, chandelier ar mo dhíon
I'm a working class fella with a middle class pallet yes sir that's me
We went from rags to riches and we got a wee machine that be's cleaning our dishes And we be going on missions stayin up late in the kitchen
Everybody fuckin talks but nobody listens It's not all about the money, but I'm fuckin flush now I find it kinda funny
Couple of quid my rainy day's turned sunny, packet in my pocket my goes goes runny So fuck It's not all about the cheddar, now that I've got it, my night looks better
Smile on my face since the first day that I met her
Columbian cold when I'm feeling under the weather, no fuck,
It's cos I'm sniffin loadsa banger!
Siúil isteach, scum under one roof, nightmare for the doorstaff,
Live laugh look at west Belfast crew in for the big Baku, le pócaí lán le plean le hé a chaitheamh 20 stout ag scairtí thar a chéile until we're fucked out,
Gan smacht againn ar ár ngialla communicate through shout
Looks like we're running out, somebody send a taxi if the dealer's about It's not all about the money, but I'm fuckin flush now I find it kinda funny
Couple of quid my rainy day's turned sunny, packet in my pocket my goes goes runny So fuck It's not all about the cheddar, now that I've got it, my night looks better
Smile on my face since the first day that I met her
Columbian cold when I'm feeling under the weather, no fuck,
It's cos I'm sniffin loadsa banger!
Writer(s): Thomas Mackenzie Bell, Adrian Mcleod, Naoise Iarla O Caireallain, Liam Og O Hannaidh, James John O Dochartaigh
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