GR4VEY4RD SHIFT

[Chorus: Headie One]

She don't want nothin' but different purses

Graveyard shift, can you see that I'm workin'?

Livin' and learnin'

I had to go straight from the T to my gigs, that's a different excursion

Real go-getter, can't be no one's burden

I sat on my brother and went Milan

Two-hand tings on my Phineas - Ferb shit

You know I’m gettin’ money when them dingers turn German

He ain't get shot, what's this that I'm hearin'?

A liar, he told us a different version

My wrist still hurtin'

All the shooters said the trigger finger's still hurtin' (Brr)

I swear I can't feel the love since I blew

Right now I've been feelin' like Sterling

New hang ting I lined got me feeling like Erling

This [?] can't fit in no Birkin

[Verse 1: Headie One]

(Prr, Prr) Had the hand when the bird still chirpin' (What)

Hundred grand got the emeralds twerkin'

See if you wanna pull up these curtains

He got shot and he didn't deserve it

Everything that I got, I done earned it

I was in the T doin' push-ups and burpees

Pop by scales, I was choppin' up Hersheys

This bad B, arch and reversed it

Shawty say she can feel the D in her cervix (Shawty)

See me steppin' out, all of this water

I've been baptised in different churches (Bli')

Two playlists, different genres

Give 'em two H's, different wordin' (Yo, turn up)

Yo, my bad B from Ghana

Now she said she wanna fly Turks and (Wheoom)

Caicos

'Bout to see what Amazon, Jeff Bezos

Louis store and shopping on ASOS (Turn up, turn up)

I feel like I need a vacation

Might go turn all these Euros to Pesos (Huh)

I ain't tryna firm no L

And this is gonna be a flight to Lagos

I'ma fill up these boots and laces

[Chorus: Headie One]

She don't want nothin' but different purses

Graveyard shift, can you see that I'm workin'?

Livin' and learnin'

I had to go straight from the T to my gigs, that's a different excursion

Real go-getter, can't be no one's burden

I sat on my brother and went Milan

Two-hand tings on my Phineas - Ferb shit

You know I’m gettin’ money when them dingers turn German

He ain't get shot, what's this that I'm hearin'?

A liar, he told us a different version

My wrist still hurtin'

All the shooters said the trigger finger's still hurtin' (Brr)

I swear I can't feel the love since I blew

Right now I've been feelin' like Sterling

New hang ting I lined got me feeling like Erling

This [?] can't fit in no Birkin

[Verse 2: Aitch]

Yeah, they don't want nothin' but different verses

Fuck that bridge, I'ma build it and burn it

I was on tour gettin' money in Berlin (Yeah)

Only right that we pull up in Germans (Slu)

She wanna do kissin' and flirtin'

DnD, can't you see that I'm workin'?

I don't go halves on a bill, I just firm it

Pull up on Berkeley Square with no permit

Tell bae come and stay in this ride (Yeah)

We tryna do this thing lowkey so we can't hold hands like we're still in Dubai

Chanel heels, Bottega top

She way too hot, fling her some ice (Yeah)

Would've thought that I worked in the courtroom

Somethin' get slammed, I'm givin' her life, yeah

Tell the opps, "Don't panic"

I spin tunes, I ain't spinnin' the block (Swoosh)

But the way I made ounces vanish

The ends should've called man "Wizard of Oz"

My weed from Cali, the drip from Paris

My girlfriend Aussie, I'm really a boss

Goons from Manny, know our kid's savage

Man do it like Rocky and give him a box

[Chorus: Headie One]

She don't want nothin' but different purses

Graveyard shift, can you see that I'm workin'?

Livin' and learnin'

I had to go straight from the T to my gigs, that's a different excursion

Real go-getter, can't be no one's burden

I sat on my brother and went Milan

Two-hand tings on my Phineas - Ferb shit

You know I’m gettin’ money when them dingers turn German

He ain't get shot, what's this that I'm hearin'?

A liar, he told us a different version

My wrist still hurtin'

All the shooters said the trigger finger's still hurtin' (Brr)

I swear I can't feel the love since I blew

Right now I've been feelin' like Sterling

New hang ting I lined got me feeling like Erling

This [?] can't fit in no Birkin (Brr, Brr, Brr, Brr)