Lyrics Provisional Licence - M1llionz, Aj Tracey

Provisional Licence

Mum said, «Surround yourself with winners»
Instead, I surround myself with spinners
All I ever wanted was that bimmers
Nah, all I ever wanted was that skinners
(FaNaTiX)
Yo, provisional license, no one in the passy
Half brick of buj', man, this ain’t amnesia (Skrr)
Need to marry a girl in the USA
That’s the only way that I’m getting this VISA (Haha)
Need a place to stay, but Joe’s moving funny
I think she with the Liverpool dealers (Phone me)
My phone went slow, so I’m schemin'
On the albos, glad bro did cop the heat seeker
Last year, I was stressed, I lost my wing job
Now, I feel like I got no ratings (Stressed)
Had to bad up the servery yute
Try put two potatoes on this plastic plate ting (Dickhead)
Says 12 on my canteen sheet
But got like three bills on my private savings (How?)
On soch' in town with a towel on my head
'Cah the mandem are wild wit hot water aiming (Woosh)
Has your phone ever rung so much that you’re chillin'
And you think you can hear it ringin'?
But it’s just your imagination
KMT pissin', not my hotline blingin' (Blingin')
Most of my mates in prison cah man chat too much like flirtin' woman (Snitchin')
Free bro, man, I miss him
Been so much years since last man seen him
Mum said, «Surround yourself with winners»
Instead, I surround myself with spinners (Woo)
Just me and my girl in this old plate dingers (Skrr)
Everything pushed to the side like wingers (Nyooh)
All I ever wanted was that bimmers
Nah, all I ever wanted was that skinners (Bow)
Ain’t got time to bake and rave with niggas
That ain’t tryna rise up and chase these figures
Mum said, «Surround yourself with winners»
Instead, I surround myself with spinners (Woo)
Just me and my girl in this old plate dingers (Skrr)
Everything pushed to the side like wingers (Nyooh)
All I ever wanted was that bimmers
Nah, all I ever wanted was that skinners (Bow)
Ain’t got time to bake and rave with niggas
That ain’t tryna rise up and chase these figures (Brass)
'69 plate Lambo', provisional license, takin' a risk (Ryooh)
Twenty in cash on my lap
My bro’s wapped up, I ain’t takin' a frisk (Facts)
What do you know 'bout takin' a young boy’s prof'
'Cause his partner’s takin' the piss?
Us man are licensed to carry like Uber
Pull up on a paigon and give him a lift (Yeah)
Old school, I had the tiniest Nike backpack
All of my books dem bent up (Ha)
Mum thought sons in the ends went AWOL
Really was a OT sender (Kway up)
The phones went down, so the yute got lucky
I had his whole life in my palm
But I when I piss, better ring the alarm
'Cause I’ll put my PRS check on the arm
Mum said, «Surround yourself with people like-minded
We don’t part with the evil» (Mum did)
Draw me out, and the team gets recall
We’ll make your marrow fly high like eagle (Pew)
I’m Sosa, I call the shots if you fuck me
I’ll shut your whole ting down (Down)
I made it out, so my folks dem proud (Yeah, yeah)
Don’t wait till man’s dead celebrations now (Let's go)
Mum said, «Surround yourself with winners»
Instead, I surround myself with spinners (Woo)
Just me and my girl in this old plate dingers (Skrr)
Everything pushed to the side like wingers (Nyooh)
All I ever wanted was that bimmers
Nah, all I ever wanted was that skinners (Bow)
Ain’t got time to bake and rave with niggas
That ain’t tryna rise up and chase these figures
Mum said, «Surround yourself with winners»
Instead, I surround myself with spinners (Woo)
Just me and my girl in this old plate dingers (Skrr)
Everything pushed to the side like wingers (Nyooh)
All I ever wanted was that bimmers
Nah, all I ever wanted was that skinners (Bow)
Ain’t got time to bake and rave with niggas
That ain’t tryna rise up and chase these figures (Brass)