Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song This One , by - JME. Song from the album Grime MC, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Boy Better Know
Song language: English
This One |
| This one’s for the beat fiends and fucking G’s |
| This one’s for the street team that’s bussing tees |
| This one’s for the deets, Ps, and cutting trees |
| This one’s for the street sweepers touching keys |
| Kodak moment, let’s get a pic of it |
| Bro that 'fro, that’s hedge, get a trim innit |
| On back roads, no feds, just wingin' it |
| Yo that flow, that’s dead, get rid of it |
| Can’t find you on the beats no more and |
| Can’t see man on the streets no more and |
| Xbox, I don’t play no more |
| PC master race, say no more |
| Killer Instinct, instinctive killer |
| When you see me with Jago sword |
| Rave sold out, need to be quicker |
| Bait so now tints a bit dimmer |
| Hey slow down, speed’s a big killer |
| Bass so loud, shake the wing mirror |
| Wasted Ps on expensive sheets, on my bed |
| 'Cause I sleep, when I’m dead |
| My wife gets to enjoy them but |
| Me? |
| I done said |
| That I sleep, when I’m de-, nah bun that |
| Literally cremate and send my ashes outer space |
| 'Cause I’m out of place I said |
| This one’s for the beat fiends and fucking G’s |
| This one’s for the street team that’s bussing tees |
| This one’s for the deets, Ps, and cutting trees |
| This one’s for the street sweepers touching keys |
| Top eight on MySpace, stop begging it |
| Not taking my place nah, forget it |
| Stop wasting time, yeah hotstepping |
| I’m not snaking my mates, I’m repping it |
| Boy Better Know, my fee went up 'cause I don’t do shows |
| Making bucks, just jamming at home |
| Put my feet up and wiggle my toes (Safe) |
| Man are out here all thinking they’re hot 'cause they got couple views on the |
| computer |
| Man are out here chatting like I’m not hot though 'cause I’m not a drug abuser |
| Man are out here aiming for the top like they’re actually a born shooter |
| Man are out here gunning for my spot with the accuracy of a Stormtrooper |
| Cameras flash me, man’s in the bus lane like a taxi |
| Durag and braids, yeah, that’s me |
| I got the whole rave in the backseat |
| Badman with the shades, that’s Maxi |
| When I walk on stage don’t at me |
| Man’s A-A-A like an ad lib |
| Man’s A-A-A like a battery |
| Exactly, now |
| This one’s for the beat fiends and fucking G’s |
| This one’s for the street team that’s bussing tees |
| This one’s for the deets, Ps, and cutting trees |
| This one’s for the street sweepers touching keys |