MICE - Aitch

It’s Tekky

Put me off

WhyJay (Yeah, yeah)

Got a couple statements to make and some paper to chase

I’ve been grafting all year, still ain’t taking a break

Fam, I need to vacate, get my shades out the case

Trust me, can’t nobody ever throw shade on the Aitch (Woh)

Shit ain’t ever easy, had to wait for my plate

Hella promises were made but man were blatantly fake

Had to change up my ways, I just weighed up the game

Now the radio plays are just making me cake (Ah-ah)

Lookin steezy, got your girlfriend in her feelings

Then I’m linking Simon, talking millions in meetings

Nineteen years old, four bills and we go eatin'

And nineteen on the plate, four circles on the keyring (Skrrt)

Looking at the charts, come like looking in the mirror

Murdered every feature, when you greet me, call me killer (Ooh)

Rapper, not a preacher, God forgive me, I’m a sinner

But I know you got my back so I give thanks before my dinner

Hottest younger in the UK, give a fuck what you say

They was poppin' back then, cuzzy it’s a new day

Rapping 'bout a MAC-10, you’re 30 years too late

Running up your gums, you ain’t worthy, it’s too fake, huh

Choppin' rhythms up with WhYJay, gotta whip a new tape

Blockin' women out my life, yeah, I ain’t got time for you babe

Box of liquor on my rider, tryna' find a new wave

Call the driver, run outside and get inside the new shape (Haha)

Taking the piss, ain’t popped a pill but I’m taking a trip

Straight to the moon and then straight to the booth

Go and lace up my shoes and head straight to your bitch

Basically I’m going crazy with this

You ain’t taming me, please stay away from the kid

Hit the belly, now I can’t stay away from the fridge

Really poppin', you ain’t stoppin' me, I’m made for this shit

One step, two step, kill a rapper, who’s next?

Pussy, I’m the truth so don’t ever get the yute vexed

Doing what I do, I’m making moves, I got my crew set

Headlocking the game, gonna finish it with a suplex

I’ve been killing it, seriously where the fuck have you been?

Beat the odds, I’ve got the haters, every point got proven

Let me in and now they sit because your boy’s a nuisance

Take the piss a little bit, but you can’t knock the movement

Mum and dad are happy, shit been taking off

And they ain’t got to worry 'bout a mortgage 'cause I paid it off

Had to take my shot because I really couldn’t take my job

Now I’m making guap it’s kinda hard to find a way to not, haha

With my baby cakes I’m baking off

You know she love the baby face, it’s bait, she call me babe a lot

I take her on a date, potential base, she really made the spot

Sexy with the make-up, but sexier when she take it off

S-S-Someone cool me down, I’m on fire, this shit be flamin' hot

Sick of celebrating, all I heard this year was «take a shot»

All I get is W’s, this winning got me faded off

Speak my mind every time I see the mic

Say it how it is, I just be me fam, I don’t need to lie

Easy with it G, I bring the Ps to keep my peace of mind

Do it for the cake and I won’t sleep until I eat a slice

But don’t fuck about us, I swear I’ll pull the shutters down

You’re lucky if I take a break, you’re fucked if I put something out

Put the beat to bed, go cut my check and then I’m cuttin' out

Zubby to the head, this kush and cookie got me buggin' out

Why the man pretending like they’re fucking with the kid?

Indirectly sending got you looking like a bitch

I got love for everyone but trusting them’s a myth

Live your life upon t' edge, they’ll try and push you off the-

Haha