G FrSH - 18K lyrics

[Intro: G FrSH] I swear this must be heaven Got a buff ting in my bedroom f**ed her till' like 5 Done a session at 11 In a penthouse suite in Vegas, man this view amazing Got her bent over the balcony, we're f**ing while she blazing Take a mental pic for framing, then I change my BB status to Man this can't be life, with one of them smiley faces I made it out the white house with that presidential bracelet She said 'What's that watch..a Rolex?' I said 'Yeah..18K' (b**h) [Hook: G FrSH] Few hundred for the crib, 50 for the whip 20 for my wrist, a license for my kicks I'm with the buffest chicks coz I'm getting paid She said 'What's that watch..a Rolex?' I said 'Yeah..18K' 18K. Thats right. Tell them n***as I'm getting paid Might go and cop a watch, blow a watch up in that rave Yeah I poured her some champagne before she asked my name She said 'What's that watch… a Rolex? I said 'Yeah..18K' [Verse 1: G FrSH] Yeah. What? I'm bragging but When you did it like me and spent a whole day just bagging (uh) Start the day with a key and bang it out by Eve like Adam (uh) Then I go to the rave and swallow champagne by the gallon I ain't a perm but I'm out here flashing coz when I look down at my wristwear Mad rocks in my clock, it make a n***a wanna go silt theirs (uh) Suicide watch, it's like stamps the way we lick squares Yeah your looking at a boss I tell these n***as that I'm so fly, C.I.D had to call in S.W.A.T Yeah you got back but b**h don't front, pick any bucket take what you want Bottles on bottles that's how I stunt, I ain't no p**y but I'm a c*nt Spend your months wage in a rave Don't call me bruv when you can't relate I ain't talking hotels when I say, I clean up that's why I'm made Yeah my wrist is always smoking, always got a Rolly I'm like Benson with these Hedges, tell Alex to phone me Jewellery shop in Hatton coz I'm getting paid I said 'How much is that Rolex?' He said 'This? 18K' [Hook: G FrSH] [Verse 2: Sincere] What's that on my wrist? (what's that?) 18K (rolly) f**ing little n***as with your 18zs When I whip it like a slave, I see 18Gs (shush) All black car (uh huh) black Lizzy tee To protect that yellow kettle got that black machine In a skate board park, don't ramp with me Tony Hawks for the Lizzy, grind for McQueen Look at all this Alexander on me Call me super Branson, head to toe in Lanvin (swaggin') Everyday I do it big, you n***as is hasbeens You can take my old b**h coz I got some new p**y But she still wants me, how do you feel p**y? Taking pictures with some b**hes, you couldn't even draw Your talking like a trapper but your dressing like a fraud 18K up on my wrist, what the f** is on yours? They say keys open doors so we picking up more [Hook: G FrSH] [Verse 3: Fekky] (Yeeeaaahhh) £3K on the bubbly, truss me the club owners love me (Fekky) I got this girl tryna touch me Calm down, I don't do that sh** in public Money makes her cum, money makes me stand out Never had money with this money I'm the man now No they don't want it, I told my younger stand down Do this ourselves, f** all your handouts I ain't saying she's a gold digger (18K) But she ain't messing with no broke n***a (18K) And we don't buy no drinks at the bar And the grey goose brings all the girls to the yard Forget my face. Have you seen my car? 18K. Have you seen my arm? This is easy n***a, I'm oh so calm Fekk, G FrSH and Sin, n***as know who we are (bu bu bu bu bu baaaaaang) (bu bu baaaaaang) (bu bu baaaaaang…18K…18K) [Hook: G FrSH]