BB (BODYBAG) - slowthai

But the voice in my head kill everyone

Put a boy in the ER (ER)

One phone call can get a man gone

Pullin' up in a blacked out Beamer

You play too many games, these boys live in VR

I hate liars so I set fires, tie him up, then we pull with pliers

Boxin', your teeth, huh?

(Baow)

Gimme the loot, out of the loop

Call up the troops, too quick to shoot

No football boots, been the same since youts

And life weren’t cute like K-K, K-K

You smoke too much kale, pint of lager

We don’t do ale, man don’t fail

Brother got twelve for a kidnap and didn’t get no bail

Mac D’s diet, loudest in the room and they should’ve stayed quiet (Shh)

Move in silence, then we get violent (Brrt)

Wet a boy up and his chest like Poseidon

You don’t know me, cat’s O-D

Had to watch them die and shit gave me nightmares

Head in my hands, I was cryin', m-way speedin' in the right lane

Reach to your right and these lines that you’re hypin'

Need to be enlightened, roll to your crib

Light it up like a photoshoot, what you know about lightin'?

What you know about lightin'?

My allure (Ah), Pablo Escobar (Uh, uh)

Ain’t up to par, I raise the bar (Haha)

I came from far (Up on there), up on Mars (Zoom, zoom)

Shootin' star (Shoot, shoot), kill a star (Eugh)

Talkin' wicked, man, you’re a dickhead, man, I break jaws

Round of applause, redefine physics

Turn you into a spirit, let nature take course

Big bang, blink and you miss it

If you went on the dole then you bottom out, raw

Begging on the floor for a nought point four, shit, are you different?

Draw

Trackie bottoms, your socks, take tills from shops

'Cause I never had a lot and I wanted more

Put a boy in a box, put a hole in the door

Like my name’s Roy Shaw, I’m a pretty boy, course

Litty boy Short get fucked on all fours

Real men don’t ever, ever say pause

Ringin' up my giff-gaff

You get Christmas gift-wrapped, call me Santa Claus

Banter me, we don’t laugh or speak

I can see you’re weak, had to tuck your tail

Tuck your chain, what you know about pain?

I can see it in your face, you’re a pussy, you’re frail

Mountain peak, council house, then I violate

Sniff cocaine 'til my eyes go dilate

I’ma dial it, like Dire Straits

How I move so far away?

Certain man don’t wanna listen

Get beat up and they wan' play victim

If this was a movie, I’ll be the villain

You’ll be the bitch I’m killin'

Coin in the well, keep wishin', shit could’ve been so different

Now on your grave, I’m pissin', rest in peace, you dickhead

My allure (Ah), Pablo Escobar (Uh, uh)

Ain’t up to par, I raise the bar (Haha)

I came from far (Up on there), up on Mars (Zoom, zoom)

Shootin' star (Shoot, shoot), kill a star (Eugh)

My young lord (Ah), Pablo Escobar (Uh, uh)

Ain’t up to par, I raise the bar (Haha)

I came from far (Up on there), up on Mars (Zoom, zoom)

Shootin' star (Shoot, shoot), kill a star (Eugh)