Lyrics 1989 - Aitch

Young A I Tizzy C H
Pull up in the G class when
I'm on the E state
All you gonna Cs rats when
You got some cheesecake
So my brother T rap see your food T ake

Don Peri in her glass we
Don't do no cheap dates
I just spent like 3 racks
Put a bag on each plate
When she back it she's
Bad when I clap it she's great
But she acting all sprung
Think I had her T pained

Mandem make racks at
Back of these raves
Same way I take cash do
My rap and leave stage
Gave her one smash
Now backing team Aitch
I don't give a fuck how
Many rappers she laid

Pussy on tap
Run the bath it gets mad
Spend another few grand
Smoke thru a next pack
I just cop me some land
Moneys due to spread fast
Boy I got me some plans
More moves and less chat

Run the place we don't wait in line
Give a fuck that I'm late
Imma take my time

Took the city and I made it mine
Put my shades on and rave like it's 89

Dirty mouth but my heart clean
That's why my pocket fat like darts team
They look at me like he can't be
That boy I got rich in a heartbeat
Take the traction of the whip
And I slide out

Roof off throwing Ms up cos it's my town
She came in a dress
Ended up in a night gown
I ain't even flexing just
Laying the pipe down
Say with my chest I'm
The greatest you'll find out
Aitch but I feel AJ when I psych out
They don't really love me
Deep down they just like clout
So pay me with respect
If you ain't paying the right pounds
The bezel on the watch like the tracks I record,
Probably platinum or gold
I got plaques for 'em all
Don't trip when I slip money catches the fall
They can't kick with the clique
Cos we actually ball

Run the place we don't wait in line
Give a fuck that I'm late imma take my time

Took the city and I made it mine
Put my shades on and rave like it's 89