Little Simz, Bibi Bourelly - Customz lyrics
Little Simz [Simbiatu "Simbi" Abisola Abiola Ajikawo] Islington, London, England 🇬🇧
[Little Simz, Bibi Bourelly - Customz lyrics]
Where the ganja's hella dank and
The air is hella dry remy blowing
My shit flowing thought I told ya
Million dollar pen don't make me show ya
Yeah, curtains automatic amsterdam
Got a couple hood niggas couple gentlemen
Save your ass from out the hood
Fly your ass out to japan
Bye to KFC have some pad thai in thailand
Motorbikes on paris streets
Boy you know that I'm the
Man-dem hollering at me
What you saying out in London
Airport security tryna fuck with
Me in customz come fuck with me in customz
'least my team in customz 'least my team in
'least my team in
Attention ladies and gentlemen
Flight 481 from San Francisco has been
Delayed due to maintenance malfunction
O-o-o-o I got my passport stamp man I'm good
You ain't been living enjoying life
The way you should
Want you to understand me shit
I been so misunderstood
This liquor comes in handy
Have that sprite mixed with some brandy
On a beach somewhere I'm good
One way ticket to where it's at
Out in new zealand shit i don't
Know when i'll be back
Tryna get you to come fuck with me
Theres way more than just your city
Put your finger on the map choose a place
We'll book it now just say the word
Getting money on a low low how it all goes
Treating all these niggas here
Like they been hoes
You should fly out come and see
It first hand cos' there's
No way you can get the gist from the photos
I ain't playing wit ya
No time for the games wit' ya
Speak up what you saying nigga
See they want us to be
Small but we stay bigger
Ain't no hiding away from the sun
When the rays hit ya
Don't worry about the images
That they picture
Your people are good here if they came wit ya
New lifestyle it's a new life good things
Come to you if you do right
I put your arse on a flight
To my city it's my city
Ain't gotta ask you twice to ride with me
I land they grab my bags
Driver tell me what's the plan
I got my passport stamp boy relax
Charge you for a feature fuck your track
You can't afford it we be touring
You ain't important
Baggy in a make-up bag my
Best bitch got deported
100 degree in babylon hair laid bronx shit
Dominican know you know this my shit flowing
Remy blowing ride to LAX gotta get to
Heathrow in the morning
O-o-o-o stamp of approval more than you know
This is more than approving
More than you show
Everything you hear is crucial
Why would i lie i can be the one to show
You the time of your life
When the timing is right
Don't fight that shit
Look me in my eyes know you like that shit
Hella bud here better light that shit
Ignite that shit chillin man I'm easy
Fix up look sharp when you see me
No telling where this path might lead me
I've never needed a man to complete me
But oh curtains automatic Mexico
Bet you this some shit that
You ain't never seen before
Take you out of the dungeon fly
Your arse to Puerto Rico
You just gotta say the word
You just let me know
Fuck with me in customz
(fuck with me in customz)
'least my team in customz ('least my team in)
Airport security tryna fuck with
Me in customz come fuck with me in customz
'least my team in customz 'least my team in