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bossman birdie - wristbands lyrics

[verse 1: bossman birdie]
bossman
they don’t want beef, they want horse
all that bad boy talk is false
mention trap life in them bars
believe that i am the source
used to run these streets with heat
no i ain’t talking ’bout olympic torch
these mc’s all think they’re live
then i come through and make everyone a corpse
they don’t want beef, nah they want peace
man better pray to the jesus piece
before you mention me in a verse
i beg you order the wreath
order the church
i’m telling you order the priest
i didn’t come here to cause no grief
but i will make your whole team grieve

[hook: skepta, (bossman birdie) & meridian dan] (x2)
got g’s in junction been showing me love before i had my deal
(got a mate in hackney that’ll ride for me and he won’t even ask for a bill)
fam i got a s-xy ting that lives on an estate in brixton hill
100 wristbands around my wrist, i go anywhere i feel

[verse 2: meridian dan]
got brothers on the road and they’re not from my mum
but family, i got bare brothers
you tell me, do i look like a mad man?
i know so much man that are nutters
i’m living in london and all of the real dons know that i keep it trill
come through big, r6 one wheel
the young youths call me the big man still
and back in the war field, i did a marathon
man talk high so i let them carry on
man can’t roll with a tag-along
they talk hype then run to the babylon
100 wristbands around the wrist
hundred dons from around the bits
grew up with grime now i wanna know glitz
i know too many man that are skitz

[hook: skepta, (bossman birdie) & meridian dan]
got g’s in junction been showing me love before i had my deal
(got a mate in hackney that’ll ride for me and he won’t even ask for a bill)
fam i got a s-xy ting that lives on an estate in brixton hill
100 wristbands around my wrist, i go anywhere i feel

[verse 3: skepta]
let me school this child
i was on the roadside putting in miles
still on the roadside putting in miles
on your block in a new car, whippin’ in style
don’t ask me what i’m doing round ‘ere
with your bad breath, what you chewing round here? (wow)
if you don’t wanna get a slap, you better talk to your boss
and mind who you’re scr-w-ng round here (i-i-ice)
god knows i don’t wanna switch
but he invented so many pr-cks
look into my eyes, you know what it is
i’m not a target, bill your spliff
and tell mich-lle that i’m sitting outside (s-x)
move to the side of the ride
we’re not called boy better know no more
we’re called everybody better know worldwide

[outro]
100 wristbands around my wrist, i go anywhere i feel
100 wristbands around my wrist, i go anywhere i feel
100 wristbands around my wrist, i go anywhere i feel
100 wristbands around my wrist, i go anywhere i feel

- bossman birdie lyrics

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