Slowthai - BB (BODYBAG) lyrics

Hello dear

Look in my eyes, what you lookin' at me for?
(Me for?) you ain't seen a strap?
I got cats in flats with rebores
Lean like Eeyore (Eeyore)
Mum said, "Son, don't play with guns" (Guns)
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 out (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 in his jumper
It's just 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 and 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 that you did for a draw
Trackie bottoms in 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 Strait's
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 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)