Skepta - #1PoundFish lyrics

[Intro] Come on ladies, come on ladies, one pound fish [x3] One pound fish, one pound fish [Chorus] Have a, have a look, one pound fish Have a, have a look, one pound fish Very very good, one pound fish Very very cheap, one pound fish Six for five pound, one pound each Six for five pound, one pound each Fish today, one pound [x4] [Verse 1: Shorty] Five-foot-five, on some deep sh** Used to get no love, now they're like, "he's sick" Everywhere I go, yeah, they wanna hear me spit The most improved MC on the scene with Five of the best out now, so leave it Used to sell a little bit of weird on the T strip Pushing my weight, yeah shank in my jeans bit Now I go Spearmints, they give me a free strip They can't sit in the chair that we sit 21st century kings, believe it Anything you want out here, you can achieve it It's just a likkle harder, than the previous It can get a likkle darker, when the heat spit I don't wanna see nada, but a P flip I don't want no drama, with an idiot Shorty, Skepta, J, one pound [laughs], moesh [Chorus] [Verse 2: Skepta] Yeah, I'm a self-made G, from my hood, called Meridian Made it out the hood, now I'm tryna make a million Real grime n***a, like Elijah & Sk**iam p**y violate my family, then I'm k**in' em My n***as get straps by the wholesale Manchester n***as told me they got a load of shells Touchdown, shout Holly Flynn, that's my homegirl Me and Shorty smoking cheese in the hotel Leave the hotel, looking like a pigsty Go North Wells, check Wiz Rob and Big Kai Dancefloor packed, so we bought a table I make it back tomorrow, and I put that on my label Diamonds on my mouth, and I look so icy I don't play games, but I'm playing with your wifey I told her "Don't touch, keep your hands off" No handjob, I'm going in like a bank job [Chorus] [Verse 3: JME] Well well well, yeah fam, it's Jamie If you wanna see me on stage, pay me I don't drink or smoke But I bust bare joke, so everybody thinks I'm wavy Milkshake city, milkshakes, I like them Roll Sidneys before the night ends But if I got a booking, just jump in the whip And let's roll to the dance, alright then Get to the rave, dancefloor is now packed Some girls stink of BO and cowpat And after the dance, when I jump in my car They try jump in my car, allow that Every man blazing zoots, except me Didn't conform for them to accept me But when belly empty, now everybody wants the one pound fish Ya get me [Chorus]