Backbone (BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge)

Uh-oh, joke's on you

Heard you tried to ring, but it never went through, yeah

You're blocked, your friends are too

I'm out with the lasses and we're not looking for recruits

Uh-oh, who's on what?

Don't tell my brother 'cause he might come and knock, yeah

What we buyin'? Everything you got

Tell them little haters that we'll take the whole lot

You ain't got no backbone

I do it for the lads and the lasses at home

I don't do it to please the CEOs

They're a little bit relentless

So I'm letting them all know

Used to give them high-fives, now it's just the middle finger, ah

Pop a show stopper now you know that I'm a winner

They think I'm a popstar, I think I'm a singer

Written more hooks than you've had (Roast dinners)

This ain't southern-fried, I'm a Northern girl (Out of South Shields)

This is Chase & Status, this Stormzy with the JADE feel

Score a goal like I'm Alan Shearer wearing brown ale

Ever seen a Mackem in Milan? (Doesn't sound real)

Give me something then, give me something if you're bad

You can call me JADE and I'm here to leave you gagged

Angel of your dreams, a fantasy you can have

I need to start my sentences with sorry, may I add?

You ain't got no backbone

Ah-ah-ah, yeah-ah

You ain't got no backbone

Ah-ah, yeah-yeah

Ha-ha

Uh-oh, what's the tea?

Said you're not a fan but you still follow me, yeah

That's hot, a hundred degrees

You know I'm the next main pop girly

Uh-oh, who knows me?

British, African and a little Middle East, yeah

Here's a lesson, Arabic for free

Tell them little haters that I'm proud and Yemeni

‎ ليس لديك عمود فقري, uh

Ooh, ooh

You ain't got no backbone

Ooh, ooh

Give me something then, give me something, I'm a diva

My mother calls me Jade, but I think I'm queen of Sheba

Touching all the pearls, making all of you believers

You're gonna hear plenty more of JADE through your speaker