KSI, GRACEY - Rent Free lyrics

I don't worry 'bout you
You say you don't fuck with me
But my name's on the tip of your tongue
And that's on you, baby you, baby
I don't think about you
Yet I'm in your head rent-free
Why's my name on the tip of your tongue?
That's on you, baby you you baby

Living in the city 'cause I wanna
Tippin many drivers in the city with a hunna
Quarantine won't stop me in the
City I'm a runner
Strava with a 5K under twenty-two
When I fly away pink Vaporfly when I zoom
Eight figure net if I enter any room
Any tune that I'm hoppin' on
Is gonna Sonic Boom
And now my phone is ringin'
Hit me out the blue but then
I never give an F
Black and white, I keep it true
Don't try me like a ref
Mixin' with the cutter in my
Own kitchen with a chef
Help so many people that they call me UNICEF
All that beggin' for the recipe
Son of a man that's been workin' the hardest
To passing out the energy
They pissin' on my enemies
No stress over here, bossin' in my Moncler
Nigga

I don't worry 'bout you
You say you don't fuck with me
(You don't fuck with me)
But my name's on the tip of your tongue
And that's on you, baby (That's on you, baby)
You, baby i don't think about you
Yet I'm in your head rent-free
Why's my name on the tip of your tongue?
(The tip of your tongue) that's on you, baby
You you baby

And I'm livin' rent free
Big bangers comin' from the ego theory
Callin' Charlie just to spend
It on his jewellery
Now I'm showin' it off 'cause I'm unruly
Man's in everything like a neutron
And I keep on winnin' even when I do wrong
Too strong
Winnin' with my winners but it's too long
Still I come with a drip so
Fresh that they all wanna tweak
Lookin' at a Tory like I paid for the meat
Lookin' at the catalogue paid for the beef
Lookin' at the analogue paid for the grief
I'm a real bad man if
You're on the wrong side
Got bare space for that piggy back ride
If I want it I get it never regret it
If I go dyin', I'm dyin' in credit, ah

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I don't worry 'bout you
You say you don't fuck with me
(You don't fuck with me, baby)
But my name's on the tip of your tongue
And that's on you, baby
(That's on you, that's on you, baby)
You, baby i don't think about you
Yet I'm in your head rent-free
Why's my name on the tip of your tongue?
That's on you, baby
(That's on you, that's on you, baby)
You you baby

Mm-mm, mm-mm, yeah, ayy yeah, mm, yeah ayy
Ah-mm mm-mm-mm