Skipping

Love getting lost in your auburn eyes Baby girl, you're leaving me traumatised You left your boyfriend, awkward times But I've heard he's the reason porn survives He pays subscriptions, swears they listen While they shake away their parents vision Bare time Christian, prayers efficient Public domain they're staring sickened Oh You got MD in your sock drawer like I give a f*ck boy I done all that war and peace All up on the streets, you can call me Leo Tolstoy Put 'em on freeze, Thierry Henry, you got nothing on me Va va voom Left on read like I burned you sitting in a red Ferrari Playing this game like Atari Joysticks always are following me I got defenders checking their pockets Asking around like 'where could he be?' Let it run through your legs You suck on the dregs and brother that's something to see I'm coming in peace but I'll leave you deceased I'm skipping past I'm on fire Cold like palmer between the lines of a fucked mandala No more drama Pass you around 'cos we move like vintage Barca I'm skipping past I'm on fire You trippin' bruv you a liar I couldn't get any higher I live for away days bouncing Rocking up tight to council housing Listening to Wu-tang proudly No more pussy-foot, turn it up loudly See this the time and the place and finding space between all the lines If your spreading my name Loose lips sink ships so keep it zipped man Save your replying I like sandy cheeks in bikini bottoms I'm a Bay-head baby Mushroom dust for the customers Ego death running posthumous baby Got barbies strutting flamingo Still though they ain't gone pay me Court case ain't gone save me Nothing you say will change me So copy this and paste it Control my eyes and take it Me winning and all of yous playing Brother, I doubt, are they even related? I made this bed, I'm turning up faded Living frustrated Feeling contempt I'm skipping past I'm on fire Cold like palmer between the lines of a fucked mandala No more drama Pass you around 'cos we move like vintage Barca I'm skipping past I'm on fire You trippin' bruv you a liar I couldn't get any higher I'm skipping past I'm on fire Cold like palmer between the lines of a fucked mandala No more drama Pass you around 'cos we move like vintage Barca I'm skipping past I'm on fire You trippin' bruv you a liar I couldn't get any higher