Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Goldmine, artist - Jay Amo
Date of issue: 19.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Goldmine |
Jay Amm never got roughed on the wing, but |
Jay Amm’s on the front line like Martial |
Free up the mandem riding stretch |
Bunning our packs that came in parcels |
With the mandem, if I spit in the trap |
There’ll be bare flames like |
He might have been in the scene for ten years and |
Still got nothing to show like Arsenal |
Jay Amm don’t even need to act |
You best do what I say when I say so |
I don’t Diego |
But I’ll make you see white if you fuck with my payroll |
I’ll flick out the flick like Kano |
Or I come with the kicks like Jago |
Dem man dere are all master chiefs |
I’ll leave dem man dead, no halo |
Ammi don’t watch no face |
You better not watch face when I’m doing my thing |
Ammi don’t watch no face |
So you better not watch face when I’m doing my thing |
I just want funds so I run up on Rinse |
Bun MCs, then go back to the cling |
, but she’ll take this D |
For making my hotline bling |
I don’t even drink more time, I just bun more time |
With the lads when they’re having a pint |
I didn’t even offer these yats no shisha |
Now they wanna stand here asking for pipe |
Everybody knows Jay Amm goes hard in the set |
Like when a mango ain’t right |
I don’t even own no plane but I’ve got a G13 |
That will your flight |
I am that social bunner, local gunner |
Savage, buss certain charge for a oner |
Local geezer, weigh on Tanita |
Shank man then go home, play FIFA |
Social bunner, local gunner |
Savage, buss certain charge for a oner |
Local geezer, weigh on Tanita |
Shank man then go home, play FIFA |
I am that local lad, don’t shot whack |
But I still come to your block with the whack |
Nizz in my bag, don’t care if you’re sad |
I’ll put you straight six foot in the bag |
Man try ask me for 3.5, are you mad? |
You’re getting declined, akh |
True say, you can hold 35 slaps |
Or you can get buried where the seaside’s at |
You better call 999 and ask for the ambulance |
Cause I shank on sight |
You better call 999 and ask for a truck |
Cause I just set fire to the mic |
You better call 999 and ask for police |
Cause I piff up the blocks all night |
You better call 999 overall, my G |
I’m 'bout to put an end to your life |
I am that social bunner, local gunner |
Savage, buss certain charge for a oner |
Local geezer, weigh on Tanita |
Shank man then go home, play FIFA |
Social bunner, local gunner |
Savage, buss certain charge for a oner |
Local geezer, weigh on Tanita |
Shank man- (SP, listen) |
I get down on the streets, greaze man |
Yeah, I’m from South but I roll with these man |
Can’t get greazed cause that’s not me, fam |
Can’t get greazed if you’re rolling with me, fam |
For them man, it’s everyday life |
Man wanna come round here on a hype |
On the mic and act like I don’t get |
Down with the knife, are you mad? |
Man will lose his life, said he’ll lose his life |
Might lose his wife |
Ask the gyal dem, I give good pipe |
We don’t catch feelings, we catch flights |
Dealing with big straps and Snow White |
Yeah, man are straight ghetto |
Blacked out head to toe is the dress code |
Dem boy violate me? |
Well |
Hmm, a wah di bumba |
I am that social bunner, local gunner |
Savage, buss certain charge for a oner |
Local geezer, weigh on Tanita |
Shank man then go home, play FIFA |
Social bunner, local gunner |
Savage, buss certain charge for a oner |
Local geezer, weigh on Tanita |
Shank man then go home, play FIFA |
Catch man, pull bare strings something like cello |
Run up on a man like «hello» |
I’m on a hype that’s far from mellow |
You might see me in ends, I’ll bellow |
I’m with a couple of my fellows |
Higher in this ting, you’re below |
I’m tryna progress, the more I’m talking 'bout |
Man, it’s bare things that you tell hoes |
It’s bare things that you tell whores |
Don’t think that you’re bad on the road cause you sell draws |
You’ll get burned like you’re knocking on hell’s door |
If I catch up with your mandem still be tryna bell more |
You man are acting, you ain’t ready for the actions |
Quick reactions |
This ain’t no imaginary game like Quidditch |
If we see a snitch in his kick, man ah snatch him |