Lyrics Pay Less - Bouncer, DigDat, Swift

Pay Less

Traphouse, sent young boy, pay less
Told him, «make sure you bring back latex»
Tryna chop these pebs and weigh them
Then trap still, no time for a day rest
Do deals like six for five O
Still make it flip on my line phone
Not tryna see jakes do stop checks
S in the ride, two bladed objects
Got my gang in institution
Feds say we’re banned from Lewisham
Still can’t match these fibres
Hands in my glove, no DNA
Don’t slip, get pitched
Don’t get caught out when you’re eatin' with bae
Brick phone, call out the opps
Like, tryna play them, not GTA
Caught a AM, not GBH
And we can’t let you run in the rave
Them DJ’s can’t let your CD play
If she holds this trey
Then she can be bae
Back then, we did it on zips
With kits, typhoon and DNA
Man get bands with bandits
Ugly, money made me handsome
Peng gyal looking all catfish
I bet she wanna come to the mansion
Do it like cuz', that’s trapfit
Get that, stretch that pack, that’s elastic
I put packs in cling
Same way I did it in plastic
Them man don’t want smoke
Them man don’t want static
See that prick, jumped out the whip
I did it like the Kiki challenge
In the trap with fish, doing a dish
That’s not salmon
Do road with gangdem
I don’t roll with randoms
Smellin' like Dolce, came in Fendi
Didn’t get poked, then my blade was bendy
That day I had a blicky on man
Leng ting with me want a man
But really got a man, now she might get caught
Off-White on my back when I walk
But she say I’m too hood, don’t like how I talk
Rise and grind
With a uck face so she rise and shine
Peng gyal said she wan' Swift
That’s what she thinks, I’ll ruin her life
Man said he wants a brick
He can’t even move a nine
How long have I been on my grind?
I do maths at the time, I just add and divide