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blade brown - harrods lyrics

[intro]
no days off

[verse 1: blade brown]
louis juniors, you ain’t see nuttin’ whiter (nah)
keys to the foreign in my balmain biker
other pocket, two racks and a lyca
i might send her two racks cah i like her
i’m lyin’ man, i’d rather send them racks to a lifer
yeah, make the time go nicer
even though lizzie’s a hoe, i still wife her
ran tru’ so many n-gg-s, i still pipe her (one time)
i said i’m nuttin’ like your last fella (nah)
i’m mason margiela, up in marbella
movin’ like the cartel-a
she wanna know my real name, but i can’t tell her
trap author, mixed dope with tap water
the blood came tru in a black porsche
i came a long way from that black corsa
b brown the president, smack talker

[verse 2: blade brown]
eight stacks, last trip, man, that’s straight facts
flake packs got me spinnin’ like i hate racks
size ten, bring me both colours, asap (bring dat)
she says she loves rappers but she hates rap (ha ha)
i can’t leave the game, man it’s still in me
that’s why i got matters of c-ke on my itinerary (that’s why)
they keep tellin’ me “b, you take liberties”
that’s why they’re tryna build all these cases to get ride of me (still here)
but every time i drop a key, that’s a shopping spree
two quid, top and jeans, that’s a mockery
and who been drippin’ for the longest? and it’s gotta be me
lookin’ like i won the lottery, see
and nah, this ain’t no mistake (nah)
the only thing that’s slowing n-gg- is the brick rates
that’s why i gotta break it down on these mixtapes
fam, that’s last season drop, you’re a bit late

[chorus: blade brown & knucks]
you can catch me in harrods, shopping with the arabs
might buy a bag if she a badderz
head game crazy, swear, shawty, she a savage
they be tryna ten man you should be embarr-ssed
you can catch me out in sloan, shawty on my phone
tryna bring it back like a loan
now i got ’em always tryna find out what the tag is on my coat, yo
i ain’t mean to brag, ain’t even braggin’ when i boast
you can catch me in harrods, shopping with the arabs
might buy a bag if she a badderz
head game crazy, swear, shawty, she a savage
they be tryna ten man you should be embarr-ssed
you can catch me out in sloan, shawty on my phone
tryna bring it back like a loan
now i got ’em always tryna find out what the tag is on my coat, yo
i ain’t mean to brag, ain’t even braggin’ when i boast

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