Upcoming Concerts for Skepta & Flo Milli
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skepta
Vocals
Flo Milli
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Skepta
Songwriter
Tamia Carter
Songwriter
Emanuel Asante
Songwriter
Lexus Arnel Lewis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skepta
Producer
Lex Luger
Producer
Kesh
Producer
Josh Faulkner
Mixing Engineer
Carson Hackney
Producer
Potentgyft
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
No handouts, only GYFTs
[Chorus]
Why would I lie to the girl?
If she love me enough, she gon' lie to herself
Tell you the truth, I think she's fuckin' someone else
She might as well
As soon as I leave, I'm back on my greaze
When I see you again, only time will tell
Sex with you's emotional
Nearly shed a tear, the **** was cryin' as well
Netflix, watchin' a movie
Smokin' on zushi, yeah, we're high as hell
Delivery at the door
About to go for round two, she's saved by the bell
It took her a couple of hours or two, but she came out her shell (Sexy)
[Verse 1]
I can spend a couple of hours with you, but then I gotta go
I know you be busy, but I wanna fuck you right after the show
But only a couple of hours ago, you were takin' it slow
Only take five shots of Don, I'ma act like a ho
I got somethin' in my
Yeah
But you're makin' it grow
Pussy drippin' in Louis, I thought it was over, he come back for more
I had to come back, return of the Mack, she want all of the smoke
Now he attached, you can't get him back, so act like you know
[Verse 2]
Is we makin' plans tonight?
Say your old bitch ain't actin' right
I'm tryna see what it's like
I'm tryna see what's the hype
You can't handle my dude, he a meanie
I'm his fav', he don't wanna leave me
Ass fat, the True Religion greedy
Heart cold, I think I need a beanie
Hatin' hoes linkin' up, it's a meetin'
Bitches goofy, they think we competin'
Actin' tough when he know he need me
Bet a real **** know how to keep me
Countin' bands, this shit way too easy
Way too easy
I can't lie, man, this shit way too easy
Get whatever I want like a genie
Why would I lie to that boy?
If he love me enough, he gon' lie to hisself
[Chorus]
Why would I lie to the girl?
If she love me enough, she gon' lie to herself
Tell you the truth, I think she's fuckin' someone else
She might as well
As soon as I leave, I'm back on my greaze
When I see you again, only time will tell
Sex with you's emotional
Nearly shed a tear, the **** was cryin' as well
Netflix, watchin' a movie
Smokin' on zushi, yeah, we're high as hell
Delivery at the door
About to go for round two, she's saved by the bell
It took her a couple of hours or two, but she came out her shell (Sexy)
[Verse 3]
You ain't got to say "thank you", the pleasure is all mine
Look in the mirror, you're so fine
No, we don't care what they talkin' 'bout online
I ain't gotta check my Rollie, I know the time, baby, come on
They know we're the new Bonnie and Clyde
Get on the wrong side, you get buried alive
I be in the passenger seat, semi beside me
My wife on the other side, ready to drive
It's a homicide
Wave
Your
Wrist
High
If you're richer than the opp guys
You **** are not fly
That's why you're hating on me, no need to lie
Turn my mic' up
You thought you were funny, but now you're livin' bummy
I big up my hunnies, you know I'm gettin' money (Big Smoke)
We can smoke and fuck and live it up
But soon as the money calls, she knows I'm pickin' it up
Girl, I got responsibilities
So, so, so
[Chorus]
Why would I lie to the girl?
If she love me enough, she gon' lie to herself
Tell you the truth, I think she's fuckin' someone else
She might as well
As soon as I leave, I'm back on my greaze
When I see you again, only time will tell
Sex with you's emotional
Nearly shed a tear, the **** was cryin' as well
Netflix, watchin' a movie
Smokin' on zushi, yeah, we're high as hell
Delivery at the door
About to go for round two, she's saved by the bell
It took her a couple of hours or two, but she came out her shell (Sexy)
Written by: ADENUGA JOSEPH OLAITAN, Carson Hackney, Emanuel Asante, Kesshia Kumari, Lexus Arnel Lewis, Skepta, Tamia Carter