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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