Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chop (Henry the 8th), artist - Jaykae. Date of issue: 12.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Chop (Henry the 8th) |
| (Swifta production |
| Is this a Swifta beat?) |
| Oh, yeah |
| Yeah, I feel like Henry the Eighth |
| No long ting, bruv, send me the weight |
| Some show love and the rest of them hate |
| Some of your exes slept with your mates, chop |
| Feel like Henry the Eighth |
| No long ting, bruv, send me the weight |
| Some show love and the rest of them hate |
| No treason and I’m settin' it straight, chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| I’m on to the next one, then I might stop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| I’m on to the next one, then I might stop |
| Nah, I don’t buy ten-pound drawers, Lycra |
| If they see my bands, drawers might drop |
| I been givin' this all I got |
| Better watch your back if you’re my opp |
| Wipe the floor with them like you’re my mop |
| Runnin' through dirt in the all-white socks |
| Us lot are down, you saw my block |
| Here’s a 38 Special or a 45 Glock |
| I don’t need no fake friends, please stop |
| Thinks she’s down to the ends, she’s not |
| Are you gonna sit on the fence or what? |
| If you see another guy send me shots |
| Call, send one, gotta send him lots |
| Man don’t care if you’re benchin' lots |
| Hear them comin' when the engine starts |
| I’m a king like Henry was |
| Yeah, man, I feel like Henry the Eighth |
| No long ting, bruv, send me the weight |
| Some show love and the rest of them hate |
| Some of your exes slept with your mates, chop |
| Feel like Henry the Eighth |
| No long ting, bruv, send me the weight |
| Some show love and the rest of them hate |
| No treason and I’m settin' it straight, chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| I’m on to the next one, then I might stop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| I’m on to the next one, then I might, then I might |
| Then I might, then I might, then I might chill |
| Take some time out, better my skill |
| Grime MCs get settle like still |
| All my life, they said that I’m real |
| Raise my flag, can’t step on my heel |
| Crime means cops that’ll get on my grill |
| If I don’t bust in the ends, who, what |
| Blud, if I don’t bust in the ends, who will? |
| Man’s too real behind the wheel |
| Nights on my own, ain’t signin' a deal |
| Might cash out when it’s time for a mill' |
| Think what you want, but fuck how you feel |
| Out here man’s inside of the field |
| Inside, look at the size of the yield |
| Sounds of the empire I’m gonna build |
| Tell them keep the parcel concealed |
| Man’s six-foot-two, not five-foot tall |
| They go to Dubai to buy fuck all |
| Look at man ting like primary school |
| Fate ain’t hard, keep my eyes on the ball |
| Worked my way up the hierarchy |
| I’ve seen it all, bruv, the rise and the fall |
| And it’s not feds who I’m gonna call |
| Balaclava, man’ll slide through your wall |
| Bruv, I feel like Henry the Eighth |
| No long ting, blud, send me the weight |
| Some show love and the rest of them hate |
| Some of your exes slept with your mates, chop |
| Feel like Henry the Eighth |
| No long ting, bruv, send me the weight |
| Some show love and the rest of them hate |
| No treason and I’m settin' it straight, chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| I’m on to the next one, then I might stop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop |
| I’m on to the next one, then I might, then I might |
| Chop |
| Chop |
| Chop |
| On to the next one, then I might stop |
| Hooligan |