Giggs - Man Are Outside lyrics

Go Payday, go

(Hah) yeah
(Hah, hah, hah, hah)
Big bad Hollowman's the boss
Yeah, that's the status
Yeah, packs of flavours
Jeans, hoodies, hats and trainers
Life's a gamble, yeah back to Vegas
Run them numbers up, back to pages
Yeah, straight Nintendos, old SNES
Back to Segas
Yeah, big Bob Marley spliff packed
That's the Wailers (jheeze)
Hollow in the whip, yeah
That's the playlist, yeah
Coming for that cash, yeah
That's the bailiffs
Make 'em jump (make 'em jump)
Baby that's Criss Cross (yeah)
Bitch on my dick, lips on my dick
Maybe that's lipgloss
Getting those chips, cook up those chips
Rating that chip shop (yeah)
All of those hit's, Hollowman Giggs
Baby, that's Hip-Hop step looking tip-top
Back up or keep up (yеah)
Thinking it's cups of tea
Man just smash up a tea cup (yeah)
Mac in a rucksack rah, rah, rah, rah
Slap up your knee cup got rid of Alisha
I'm back with Annika all gеtting crazier
H here with mad man wavy and wavier
H, I'm a bad man (yeah) audio saviour
You know when I got dat i walk kinda lazier
Think you're the craziest? (heh)
Don kinda brazier think you're the X-Men?
Forcing Xavier (Nah, nah)
Think you're the next gen?
I got sauce and I'm gravier, yeah
Soldiers 100 i just walked in Arcadia
Man ain't got time (yeah) 'Matics and rifles
And they're all mine, yeah spinners on deck
And they're all live man are upset
So man are outside man are outside
All of these soldiers and they're my guys
All of these monsters yeah, Hollow got ties
Shouldn't have crossed them
And now we're outside