Steel Banglez - Blama lyrics

[Intro: Tion Wanye] Mm-mm (Steel Banglez) Roll up, blama, blama (Mm-mm) Stacey, Anna, Anna Farah, Farah (Yeah) Broke youts make me para, para (Para) Roll with the soldier (Yeah) Car with the chauffeur Roll with the toaster (Baow) Still get figures and bang, chyeah [Verse 1: Morrisson] I'm verified in the streets (That's right) So all the rap men take me in I don't just make up a story like Shiro to make 'em all rhyme just to make a hit I used to watch the OGs play with bricks Then post on the block in the latest kicks With their big watches, chains and rings Flooded with ice like a skating rink Guess what? We grew up to be just like them (Like what?) Man are shottas like Wayne and Biggs (Biggs) I'm in the bulletproof Range with tints With a gun that'll take face off like Nick (Nicolas Cage) I remember girls used to laugh at us Now they wanna link us and partner up We just give them wood like a carpenter Then chuck 'em in the cab, then laugh at them [Verse 2: Tion Wayne] I'm a N9 classic, man touch me, firearms get brandished (Mm-mm) Jewels on on the opp block when I drive past cah they ain't that active (Baow) My young tugs still go over there, don't care 'bout internal affairs Gyal said, "Real ni**as are rare", so I guess I'm the man of the year (Boom) Tion Wayne is a fu*king boss Don't try to come 'round here, get shot They can't beef me, man, them boys are washed They will never make what I spend on a watch (Money) When they see T Wayne, no weapon You should see how they start jetting I don't even know why they chase and chef him Make him just baow, gave him lessons [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Morrison] Roll up, big boy, blama, blama White girl, Stacey, Anna, Anna (Mm-mm, baow) Make man run, Mo Farah, Farah (Yeah) Broke youts make me para, para (Sho) In a dance, roll with the soldier (Yeah) Big wap, car with the chauffeur (Baow) Streets cold, roll with the toaster (Boom) I still get figures and bang (Bang, oi, oi, Morrison) [Verse 3: Morrisson & Tion Wayne] Look at who stepped in again (Mm-mm) All I do is sell coke, I picked my side, me and Pepsi ain't friends Zero L's, just went global, I could have went Hollywood, but I stayed local If you wanna know the best word to describe me, get your phone out and Google, "Mogul" I might give Mike Skinner a phone call and tell him swap names 'cause I am the streets Yo, why they run from police? Peak when I give him one in the cheek Real badman, opps see me and speed Got one West gyal, got one in the East Tion, you don't want a gyal from East I don't know, I don't know, they're on too much greaze Leg it, leg it, Olympic ting Leg it, leg it, when they see me, they're jetting Me, I put holes in denim Man, all my friends are dead dem From young, man, they said I was violent Chew man's face off like Mike Tyson (Boom) In the Lambo with the seats reclining (Baow) Chicks like me, they don't know I'm frying [Chorus: Tion Wayne] Roll up, big boy, blama, blama White girl, Stacey, Anna, Anna (Mm-mm) Make man run, Mo Farah, Farah Broke youts make me para, para (Sho) In a dance, roll with the soldier (Yeah) Big wap, car with the chauffeur (Baow) Streets cold, roll with the toaster (Boom) I still get figures and bang (Baow, baow, baow) [Outro: Tion Wayne] Blama, blama Stacey, Anna, Anna Mm-mm Sho