Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song MICE , by - Aitch. Release date: 18.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
MICE |
| It’s Tekky |
| Put me off |
| WhyJay (Yeah, yeah) |
| Got a couple statements to make and some paper to chase |
| I’ve been grafting all year, still ain’t taking a break |
| Fam, I need to vacate, get my shades out the case |
| Trust me, can’t nobody ever throw shade on the Aitch (Woh) |
| Shit ain’t ever easy, had to wait for my plate |
| Hella promises were made but man were blatantly fake |
| Had to change up my ways, I just weighed up the game |
| Now the radio plays are just making me cake (Ah-ah) |
| Lookin steezy, got your girlfriend in her feelings |
| Then I’m linking Simon, talking millions in meetings |
| Nineteen years old, four bills and we go eatin' |
| And nineteen on the plate, four circles on the keyring (Skrrt) |
| Looking at the charts, come like looking in the mirror |
| Murdered every feature, when you greet me, call me killer (Ooh) |
| Rapper, not a preacher, God forgive me, I’m a sinner |
| But I know you got my back so I give thanks before my dinner |
| Hottest younger in the UK, give a fuck what you say |
| They was poppin' back then, cuzzy it’s a new day |
| Rapping 'bout a MAC-10, you’re 30 years too late |
| Running up your gums, you ain’t worthy, it’s too fake, huh |
| Choppin' rhythms up with WhYJay, gotta whip a new tape |
| Blockin' women out my life, yeah, I ain’t got time for you babe |
| Box of liquor on my rider, tryna' find a new wave |
| Call the driver, run outside and get inside the new shape (Haha) |
| Taking the piss, ain’t popped a pill but I’m taking a trip |
| Straight to the moon and then straight to the booth |
| Go and lace up my shoes and head straight to your bitch |
| Basically I’m going crazy with this |
| You ain’t taming me, please stay away from the kid |
| Hit the belly, now I can’t stay away from the fridge |
| Really poppin', you ain’t stoppin' me, I’m made for this shit |
| One step, two step, kill a rapper, who’s next? |
| Pussy, I’m the truth so don’t ever get the yute vexed |
| Doing what I do, I’m making moves, I got my crew set |
| Headlocking the game, gonna finish it with a suplex |
| I’ve been killing it, seriously where the fuck have you been? |
| Beat the odds, I’ve got the haters, every point got proven |
| Let me in and now they sit because your boy’s a nuisance |
| Take the piss a little bit, but you can’t knock the movement |
| Mum and dad are happy, shit been taking off |
| And they ain’t got to worry 'bout a mortgage 'cause I paid it off |
| Had to take my shot because I really couldn’t take my job |
| Now I’m making guap it’s kinda hard to find a way to not, haha |
| With my baby cakes I’m baking off |
| You know she love the baby face, it’s bait, she call me babe a lot |
| I take her on a date, potential base, she really made the spot |
| Sexy with the make-up, but sexier when she take it off |
| S-S-Someone cool me down, I’m on fire, this shit be flamin' hot |
| Sick of celebrating, all I heard this year was «take a shot» |
| All I get is W’s, this winning got me faded off |
| Speak my mind every time I see the mic |
| Say it how it is, I just be me fam, I don’t need to lie |
| Easy with it G, I bring the Ps to keep my peace of mind |
| Do it for the cake and I won’t sleep until I eat a slice |
| But don’t fuck about us, I swear I’ll pull the shutters down |
| You’re lucky if I take a break, you’re fucked if I put something out |
| Put the beat to bed, go cut my check and then I’m cuttin' out |
| Zubby to the head, this kush and cookie got me buggin' out |
| Why the man pretending like they’re fucking with the kid? |
| Indirectly sending got you looking like a bitch |
| I got love for everyone but trusting them’s a myth |
| Live your life upon t' edge, they’ll try and push you off the- |
| Haha |