Текст песни Chattin's - Sam Wise

Enough of the chattings
Show me the patterns
Lemme see angles
A lot more bread I can manage
A whole lot more though
Big man
Don't lower the the standard
I'm 10 man up in old street fuckin' hammered
Causing havoc
Cor blimey
Horse power like a thousand pikeys
We done smoked in a hundreds venues I don't care if the owners like me
We shell off the place too lively
Don't make man have to get Wiley
Reload it
Spin it
Gas me
Watch it
Huh

We got the maddest (yeah the maddest)
I'm with a baddie (yeah the baddest)
Watch how she work it
Move it
Grab it
Can I come back stage with you no low it
I ain't there to be there that's childish
3 zoots got my mouth malnourished
Bring it back with a Wray just rum it
4th take on this one its run it
I just put some cash on XRP and bitcoin
I might buy some shares with my next invoice
Dukie chattin on the gang but he been void
Bruddahs don't speak up you need to get a voice
Let me pull up with a pack of the stink
Sammy got some Cali yea I know that's what u think
Eastern European ting tryna put molly in my drink
I'm already leaning I told her it's cool that's not my thing
I know you feel a way your actions clearly demonstrate
I hope you fix your issues darg hope you get your pockets straight
She switching cities just to see me here
Thats how we rocking now
Text me said she's on her way
We toast backstage and film it on super 8
I go out of shape
Get in shape
Then back out of shape
But I'm great
Brodie got the hook up for the edibles I'm lean
High with my accountant but the meeting was elite
Its been a long day
I don't wanna talk
I Just wanna beat
Between you and me
Ill do you a deal but never do free
I never will do it
I gotta be fluid my dreams I pursue it you already knew it
And it made you nervous
In Harvey Nicks she walks pasty purses
On purpose
Im a stain
Need a plain Jane
She wanna claim

Enough of the chattings
Show me the patterns
Lemme see angles
A lot more bread I can manage
A whole lot more though
Big man
Don't lower the the standard
I'm 10 man up in old street fuckin' hammered
Causing havoc
Cor blimey
Horse power like a thousand pikeys
We done smoked in a hundreds venues I don't care if the owners like me
We shell off the place too lively
Don't make man have to get Wiley
Reload it
Spin it
Gas me
Watch it
Huh