Skepta - Eyes On Me lyrics

[Chorus] How they gonna lift my skirt? (How?) When I never wear no dress Eyes on me ’cause the way this designer looking on me got your girl impressed (Sexy) Stylish G, I make one phone call and the gang turn up like it’s merky’s vest They can’t diss us boy, they get crushed in a rizla Strap it and burn it, yes They got the eyes on me but my eyes on the girl with the tight up skirt (Hmm-hmm) Bare songs about ice and racks Them boy there live out their wifey’s purse (Brr) You don’t wanna see the gang pull up The cars dem pull up, your guys disperse (Bow-bow) And we ain’t tryna take no L’s Any funny business and we raise up first (Ice) [Verse 1] Came with the what? Came with the who? Came with the hood like a Canada Goose (Gang) I dunno who gassed them youts, I stay in the boy’s T like cranberry juice Big man you don’t wanna get murked in your beamer Meet the grime reaper It’s 38° outside but the streets still cold like a freezer Gotta stay close to the heater (Ice) Ex-girl found out that I slept with it in her bed But she can’t call me a cheater Gotta stay with it The streets hear that you’re getting money, they will spread news like the cleaner (Brr) Try slander my name in the paper (Huh?) Now I’m on the front cover in the fader It’s an oxymoron how I speak so bluntly Still I’m as sharp as a razor (High) Who’s that boy in the new Bottega? Sipping out a [?], no chaser (Sex) Bought a new crib and I got no neighbours Independent, but I’m still so major I was in New York tryna make ends meet outside the bodega (Get me?) I went from trap boy to wholesaler Tables turned and I’m the rotator (High) [Chorus] How they gonna lift my skirt? (How?) When I never wear no dress Eyes on me ’cause the way this designer looking on me got your girl impressed (Sexy) Stylish G, I make one phone call and the gang turn up like it’s merky’s vest They can’t diss us boy, they get crushed in a rizla Strap it and burn it, yes They got the eyes on me but my eyes on the girl with the tight up skirt (Hmm-hmm) Bare songs about ice and racks Them boy there live out their wifey’s purse (Brr) You don’t wanna see the gang pull up The cars dem pull up, your guys disperse (Bow-bow) And we ain’t tryna take no L’s Any funny business and we raise up first (Ice) [Verse 2] What you telling me? I made it so easy to like me Still they wanna be my enemy (Huh?) You know the fame comes with the jealousy (Trust) I’m an African giant, course she fu*ks with me, that’s simple science One night with me and she feeling the chemistry She love the way I move especially No competition, ain’t no one ahead of me (Greaze) Stop the comparison, sh*t’s embarrassing I’m a top soldier in the garrison (Bow-bow) Room full of gold like the Vatican Diamond chain, rosy like a mannequin (Ice) I could put ’em in a hearse with a verse before they know what’s happening Or we could do magic sticks, my guy wave the sticks Watch them boy start vanishing (Brr) [Chorus] How they gonna lift my skirt? (How?) When I never wear no dress Eyes on me ’cause the way this designer looking on me got your girl impressed (Sexy) Stylish G, I make one phone call and the gang turn up like it’s merky’s vest They can’t diss us boy, they get crushed in a rizla Strap it and burn it, yes They got the eyes on me but my eyes on the girl with the tight up skirt (Hmm-hmm) Bare songs about ice and racks Them boy there live out their wifey’s purse (Brr) You don’t wanna see the gang pull up The cars dem pull up, your guys disperse (Bow-bow) And we ain’t tryna take no L’s Any funny business and we raise up first (Ice)