Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Obviously, artist - Izzie Gibbs. Date of issue: 09.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Obviously |
| When the wind blows, they’ll see |
| They’ll see the truth, oh |
| You and me |
| Obviously |
| Obviously |
| Obviously |
| Obviously |
| Nah, fuck that shit |
| Air Max on my feet |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Dem man do street |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| No love for the police |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Do you know about me? |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Air Max on my feet |
| Air Max, Air Max, Air Max, obviously |
| Dem man do street |
| Do street, do street do street, obviously |
| No love for the police |
| Woo-woo, obviously |
| Do you know about me? |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Yo, talking top three? |
| Top one’s gotta be me |
| Obviously, done a lot for the ends |
| Come a long way from shotting off Zs |
| Still got guys who come in with Ps |
| Bro gets fizzy when he’s chopping down trees |
| Styley, got my sauce on fleek |
| Air Max on my feet when I bop on street |
| I was in Brum with a goonie |
| Bookey, weight unruly |
| You don’t like it? |
| Sue me |
| Do anything for the movie |
| Get a bang to the face, can’t screw me |
| They talk too rudely |
| I give 'em the finger |
| Same one I put in the coochie |
| Air Max on my feet |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Dem man do street |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| No love for the police |
| Woo-woo, obviously |
| Do you know about me? |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Air Max on my feet |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Dem man do street |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| No love for the police |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Do you know about me? |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Ayy, obvious |
| If you can’t see that, you need some binoculars |
| I’ve got it on me, they said they want it |
| But smoking on broccoli ain’t give me a proper buzz |
| If I want Cali packs, I’ll hit the doctors up |
| Bally and gloves got me jobbing anonymous |
| Kicking down doors like foreigners |
| Fuck it up, fuck it up, got my arms swinging like Conor does |
| Me and my niggas are popping up |
| One after that, I’ll become like an omnibus |
| Go link my bitch and I buss up the bubble bath |
| How can I bottle a nigga |
| With the same Henny that I used to gobble up |
| Sipping slow, piffing on piccolo |
| Got me high up in the clouds |
| Like I got hit with a riot punch |
| Haha, I’m just playing, I’m just playing |
| Air Max on my feet |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Dem man do street |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| No love for the police |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Do you know about me? |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |
| Air Max on my feet |
| Air Max, Air Max, Air Max, obviously |
| Dem man do street |
| Do street, do street do street, obviously |
| No love for the police |
| Woo-woo, obviously |
| Do you know about me? |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh, obviously |