Styley

You can't test my styley Unless your name's Skepta or Wiley Only the big names stand by me, LDN, you know where to find me None of these labels can sign me, I'm too grimy Plus no one ain't fucking with my P See my bank statement and you'll whitey Oh, I keep it 140, couple 138's but you ain't caught me From Scotland right down to Torquay See me on stage with Shorty The girls get their phones out and record me, they wanna draw me Ay, you can't miss me, if I'm not on Xbox 360 Then I'm cruising in my X6 G, not a Focus, 15 inch Ripspeed Feds on road wanna shift me, they say I drive too quickly So they take me to the side and frisk me, what's that gotta do with the speed limit please? Ay! (You can't test my styley,) (You can't test my styley)

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