text: Clash Lyrics
  Jordan 4s or Jordan 1s, Rolexes, got more than one
  My AP cost thirty-one, millimeters: forty-one
  Stick him up with a stick-stick, he drew the shorter one
  You cant short me one, in the club with the shortest one
  Lighty, the shortest one, on my mind, Jorja one
  Crocodile bag, I bought her one, vegan ting, I slaughter one
  Freaks, I got more than one, fuck, daddy and daughter one 
  Tory puttin in labour, this that Jeremy Corbyn one
  Awkward one, race me there, wait, hare, tortoise one
  I need a ting, thirty plus, Blackberry and Walkman 1s
  Look, I left my phone and my babies, silent mode
  My guys on ridin mode, zombies, survival mode
  Hes got a new vest? Man, pop that shield, no microphone
  Ill ride for bro, hes next to I like typin O
  The score: 5 and 0, 6-to-1
  For the kicks I love, twelve-fifty-four like 6-to-1
  Babe, cant look at my mentions, thats Area 51
  Im so close to my pension, my left wrist is sixty-one
  My left wrist retiring, mm
  My apprentice tryna give Alan Sugar, theres no way I can—
  Jordan 4s or Jordan 1s, Rolexes, got more than one
  My AP cost thirty-one, millimeters: forty-one
  Stick him up with a stick-stick, he drew the shorter one
  You cant short me one, in the club with the shortest one
  Lighty, the shortest one, on my mind, Jorja one
  Crocodile bag, I bought her one, vegan ting, I slaughter one
  Freaks, I got more than one, fuck, daddy and daughter one 
  Tory puttin in labour, this that Jeremy Corbyn one
  Overrated one, most hated one
  Slid round after his birthday, gave him a happy belated one
  Burned that bridge, cremated one, boom-boom, bailiff one
  Got away with murder, this that Viola Davis one
  They stop and stare, watch rare, clear, stainless one
  Debate this one, hatin-niggas gonna hate this one, ah
  I live life on the high, might fly to Dubai with the guys cause the weathers been shit
  I can wear a different kettle every day of the month from a different—
  Rollies, got twenty-one, I been lit since twenty-one
  Girl, I need that gently one, that Savage and Fenty one, hmm
  Daves got the new Aston Martin plug, could you send me one?
  He said No need to be rentin one
  Big flexes, inventin one, cold, cold
  My bros dont chat, we just wear all-black on a blend-in one
  Man are talkin war, dont know bout war til you end in one
  The machine got sweets, on a vending one
  Needed a hit, could have penned him one, cah youre pendin one
  Aight, she wanna go to the cinema, so we just walk downstairs 
  The mortgage cleared, weve overtaken all our peers 
  After all these years, disrespect is all I hear
  Im Pep, I ball with flair
  Off the set, they storm like, off the set, they storm like Piers
  Thats what I call mornin tears
  Them man are talkin bare, but its cool cause—
  I got my ting so Im more than good, anytime that I walk my hood
  I got the Jordan 4s and 6s, all I need now is Jordyn Woods
  Dont get caught for pus, dont die for nyash
  We slide and crash, sixteen, dont write and clash
  Sixteen, dont battlerap
  She got the WAP and a wap, what are you thinkin?
  Mans on simpin, Ill buy her a car like a pair of—
  Jordan 4s or Jordan 1s, Rolexes, got more than one
  My AP cost thirty-one, millimeters: forty-one
  Stick him up with a stick-stick, he drew the shorter one
  You cant short me one, in the club with the shortest one
  Lighty, the shortest one, on my mind, Jorja one
  Crocodile bag, I bought her one, vegan ting, I slaughter one
  Freaks, I got more than one, fuck, daddy and daughter one 
  Tory puttin in labour, this that Jeremy Corbyn one20Embed