[Intro]

No days off

[Verse 1: Knucks]

Yo

I stand out like a black man in Kazakhstan

From when men get bored at if they ain't have plans

As that stands

I know the ropes like my backhand

Ain't trynna sit here chasing ghosts

Like I'm PacMan

Really from the gras roots of soil

Yard with the hard [?] on the boil

My shawty act rashed

Man she spoiled

I like her 'cause she loyal

Like Loyle

Wrap the nyash up in foil

We actually royal

You're listening to kings

Where the hell is [?]

Listen in the wind

Rappers feeling bad because

They niggas in the bin

But they ain't on businеss

They was chicken on the wing (Haha)

Liquor to thе brim

Blunts in the ashtray

Mind moving slow

I control, alt and backspace

Couldn't fuck with me and Loyle on a bad day

Boiled like a cat, man

A show for your rat race

[Bridge: Loyle Carner]

Bun that, telling them I'm grown

Imma do it on my own (Uh)

I've been heading for the throne

Trapped like the kid in Home Alone

[Verse 2: Loyle Carner]

I stand out

Like a black man on a hockey pitch

Treat the rap like I box

Way, I bop and dip

Flip

Like Motorola, we ain't off a bit

A lotta fellas fallin' out

We ain't hoppin' shit

Remember listening to Knucks

Just a couple bucks

Little something for my mums

Nothing from my pops

Rebel bring a little fruit

Bring a couple cups

I used to mix a little juice

Just to match it up

Trust

We got to duckin' if they started smoking

Blunts, yo

I hit it once then I started choking

(Uh)

They used to buss it on a younger youth

Getting embarrassed

Saying I wouldn't bun their zoot

Q, bun that

Telling them I'm grown

Running

If you ain't coming

Imma do it on my own

(Uh)

Fuck rap, I've been heading for the throne

May the youth lead the trap

Like the kid in Home Alone like

[Outro: Loyle Carner]

Bun that, telling them I'm grown

Imma do it on my own (Uh)

I've been heading for the throne

Trapped like the kid in Home Alone

 

[Текст песни «Fendi»]

[Часть I]

[Куплет 1]

Работаем много, мы мутим нули (нули-нули)

Сутки малы, мы летим на Олимп

Вы думали сдамся, но я лишь топил (топил-топил)

Качаю свой skill, делаю стиль

Работаем много, мы мутим нули

Сутки малы, мы летим на Олимп

Вы думали сдамся, но я лишь топил (топил)

Качаю свой skill, делаю стиль

Работаем (много-много-много-много-много-много)

(Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi)

[Часть II]

[Припев]

Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi (я)

Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi

Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi (ах)

Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi

[Куплет 2]

Gucci, Prada, Louis?

На мне только Fendi hoodie

Дзынь-дзынь — мне звонят из улиц

Перестань липнуть, я не улей

Катим-катим, крутим-крутим

Любовь — тачки, но со вкусом

Канделаки — самый умный

В Кадиллаке слишком душно (бэ)

[Бридж]

Холод на сердце и на запястье

Поровну делим, всё что набрали

Гардероб на ЦУМ, слишком много сумм

Если ты был в моей хате — ты листал lookbook

[Припев]

Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi (я)

Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi

Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi (ах)

[Куплет 3]

Каждый день как понедельник

Прыгнул в серый Мерин (ах)

Каждый день как понедельник

Накопил быстрее денег (ах)

Даже не пытайся меня остановить

Залетаю в твою тусу, будто Баста на бит (ах)

Забыл Fendi hoodie, она классно сидит

Так идёт под мои кудри, я прекрасен на вид (у-у)

(Ах) на мне Fendi, смотри

Каждый день, как будто бы фильм

Со мной рядом моя dream team (ах)

[Припев]

Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi (я)

Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi

Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi (ах)

Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi, Fendi (слышь?)

 

[Part I]

[Chorus: Drake]

Workin' on a weekend like usual

Way off in the deep end like usual

Niggas swear they passed us, they doin' too much

Haven't done my taxes, I'm too turnt up

Virgil got a Patek on my wrist goin' nuts

Niggas caught me slippin' once, okay, so what?

Someone hit your block up, I'd tell you if it was us

Manor house in Rosewood, this shit too plush

[Verse: Drake]

Say my days are numbered, but I keep wakin' up

Know you see my texts, baby, please say some

Wine by the glass, your man a cheapskate, huh?

Niggas gotta move off my release day, huh

Bitch, this is fame, not clout

I don't even know what that's about, watch your mouth

Baby got a ego twice the size of the crib

I can never tell her shit, it is what it is (What)

Said what I had to and did what I did (Ayy)

Never turn my back on FBG, God forbid

Virgil got the Patek on my wrist doin' front flips

Givin' you my number, but don't hit me on no dumb shit

[Chorus: Drake]

Workin' on a weekend like usual

Way off in the deep end like usual (Like usual)

Niggas swear they passed us, they doin' too much

Haven't done my taxes, I'm too turnt up

Virgil got a Patek on my wrist goin' nuts

Niggas caught me slippin' once, okay, so what?

Someone hit your block up, I'd tell you if it was us

Manor house in Rosewood, this shit too plush

[Interlude: Future]

It's cool, man, got red bottoms on

Life is good, you know what I mean? Like

[Part II]

[Chorus: Future]

Yeah, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo

I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo

Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo

I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since, woo

[Verse 1: Future]

Granny, she was standin' right there while I catch a play on a brick, woo

I make them lil' niggas go haywire, Taliban in this bitch, woo

I done been down bad in them trenches, had to ride with that stick, woo

Who gave you pills? Who gave you that dust? Pluto sent you on a lick, woo

Too many convicts that roll with me to play in this shit, woo

I'm tryna avoid nonsense, get Osama spray in this bitch, woo

They at the candlelight lightin' it up, nigga, anybody can get it, woo

I'm on a PJ lightin' it up, Backwood full of sticky, woo

I'm tryna tote that Draco in London and it's extended, woo

They gotta stretch a nigga out, we gon' die for this shit, woo

Yeah, I ride for my niggas, I lie to my bitch, woo

We some poor, high-class niggas, made it, we rich, yeah

I was at the bando, got a penthouse for a closet, woo

It's like a chandelier on my neck, my wrist, woo

I got pink toes that talk different languages, woo

Got Promethazine in my blood and Percocet, yeah

[Chorus: Future]

Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo

I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo

Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo

I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since, woo

[Verse 2: Future]

Racks by the ton, I call up Serena

I go tremendo for new fettuccine

All fact though, carat the pinky

All fact though, we ordered the Fiji

I'm in the loop with the voo, I'm in the loop with the woo, which one you workin'?

I'll put your face on the news, I'll put the pussy on the shirt after I murk it

Then make 'em go shoot up the hearse, cost me a quarter bird, nigga, it's worth it

And you a maniac, a fuckin' alien, how you splurgin'?

Got that kitty cat, I'm havin' fun with that, goin' Birkin

[Chorus: Future]

Yeah, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo

I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo

Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo

I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since, woo

[Outro: Future]

Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch

Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, yeah

Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, uh

Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch