Jammer, Lay-Z, Skepta - Fast Life lyrics
Skepta [Joseph Olaitan Adenuga Jr.] Tottenham, London, England, U.K. 🇬🇧
[Jammer, Lay-Z, Skepta - Fast Life lyrics]
Yeah icey
Skepta jammer
Living a dream Boy better know
What's the word on the streets
Baby mum got beat Now man are in beef
Me and my G's
Everybody got P's Everybody got weed
Different types
Some manna got Tye Some manna got cheese
Violate me somebody's gonna die
Everybody better leave ASAP
When you see my G's, you better show respect
Talking guns but when the beef
Kicked off manna phoning feds
Talking fans you got a stolen
Ped petrol on the red
Talking mum's one phone call and you're dead
You get a hole in your head, fuck that
Manna got girls in the truck
And they all wanna fuck
And I was like 'cause if you don't wanna
Suck you better jump on the bus
Don't get rude stop winding me up
'cause I don't wanna cuss
And if I get mad that's a mental
Case that I ain't gonna buss
Back to the room like legend of goon
Wrestling with the belt took her for a jeans
I was gonna get her wet
But she did it herself
Put in that work now she smoking
The 'grette manna covered in sweat
Put on my shit murkle's coming in next
I don't wanna cuddle in bed mental
We live that fast life don't blink twice
Lustful advice so many memories follow me
We live that fast life don't blink twice
Lustful advice so many memories follow me
I got niggas on beef and I got niggas on war
That's why u watching me for
I got girls on sex and I got girls on jaw
That's why she holla'd him for
I'm a business man
So mind your business man 48 hours of law
I'mma hit this fam then I split this fam
Manna good lift in 'Dam and I get my bars
When the rave is ram and I say murkleman
It's all boy better know and they
Ain't part of the team
So they can't role with the
Fam Us manna got jewels
Yeah us manna go ham girls
Want the bread and jam
And I bring in the bacon but I don't fuck
With the pig suttin' like a Muslim man
I got a bad attitude and I
Got a friend that's rude
That we never met the back of the
Hand on the back with the ban
And I got a friend like stan and I got
Weed like 'Dam smoke it by the gram
And I got a tune with Gritz and
I got a link with sam
Manna living the dream us
Man are making cream
But not from the back of the van
Man I'm back with the smash now
Manna back with the plus
Take man back to the past manna back
To the future laptop and a computer
And a couple 16 bars tell a man don't ask
Manna done it gloves and a mask manna
Got the tool in the back
Don't talk to me bad see
When you're talking to me
You better talk in the pooch to your dad
We live that fast life don't blink twice
Lustful advice so many memories follow me
We live that fast life don't blink twice
Lustful advice so many memories follow me
Skepta jammer
Living a dream Boy better know
What's the word on the streets
Baby mum got beat Now man are in beef
Me and my G's
Everybody got P's Everybody got weed
Different types
Some manna got Tye Some manna got cheese
Violate me somebody's gonna die
Everybody better leave ASAP
When you see my G's, you better show respect
Talking guns but when the beef
Kicked off manna phoning feds
Talking fans you got a stolen
Ped petrol on the red
Talking mum's one phone call and you're dead
You get a hole in your head, fuck that
Manna got girls in the truck
And they all wanna fuck
And I was like 'cause if you don't wanna
Suck you better jump on the bus
Don't get rude stop winding me up
'cause I don't wanna cuss
And if I get mad that's a mental
Case that I ain't gonna buss
Back to the room like legend of goon
Wrestling with the belt took her for a jeans
I was gonna get her wet
But she did it herself
Put in that work now she smoking
The 'grette manna covered in sweat
Put on my shit murkle's coming in next
I don't wanna cuddle in bed mental
We live that fast life don't blink twice
Lustful advice so many memories follow me
We live that fast life don't blink twice
Lustful advice so many memories follow me
I got niggas on beef and I got niggas on war
That's why u watching me for
I got girls on sex and I got girls on jaw
That's why she holla'd him for
I'm a business man
So mind your business man 48 hours of law
I'mma hit this fam then I split this fam
Manna good lift in 'Dam and I get my bars
When the rave is ram and I say murkleman
It's all boy better know and they
Ain't part of the team
So they can't role with the
Fam Us manna got jewels
Yeah us manna go ham girls
Want the bread and jam
And I bring in the bacon but I don't fuck
With the pig suttin' like a Muslim man
I got a bad attitude and I
Got a friend that's rude
That we never met the back of the
Hand on the back with the ban
And I got a friend like stan and I got
Weed like 'Dam smoke it by the gram
And I got a tune with Gritz and
I got a link with sam
Manna living the dream us
Man are making cream
But not from the back of the van
Man I'm back with the smash now
Manna back with the plus
Take man back to the past manna back
To the future laptop and a computer
And a couple 16 bars tell a man don't ask
Manna done it gloves and a mask manna
Got the tool in the back
Don't talk to me bad see
When you're talking to me
You better talk in the pooch to your dad
We live that fast life don't blink twice
Lustful advice so many memories follow me
We live that fast life don't blink twice
Lustful advice so many memories follow me