On Paper

Faze Miyake

[Hook]

I'm on paper like Charles Darwin

And it's bad people that man parred with

Fight and die and we don't speak

And that was long before we heard Dun Talkin

Clear glasses, smart trousers, shirt

Chase the gwolla, not blouse and skirt

Still uckers badders, need eight to please me

While Queen Elizabeth's my WCE

My pagans wanna sign a peace treaty

Anyway possible before they see me

She says she love me but I love me more

Wouldn't trust me with this rusty fork

Why you buy your jewellery just to tuck it for?

You came to war me, why you ducking for?

Fuck the opps, fuck the law

Money, girls, guns, cars, drugs galore

[Verse 1]

But I smoke, gassed

And I'm so frats

I know plenty of times we had no light and no gas

We were so brass

No silver spoon, we took gold chaps

We don't sprint t'ru, we do whole laps

In them new builds and them old flats

Give 'em smoke, no blowbacks

Give 'em smoke, no incense stick

I don't need no incentive

I don't need no pep talk

Man skr-skrt or tek walk

Got the runs and can't find your key

Yeah you shitted right on your doorstep

Grab the mop and I'll come and sort it

He was being extra on the airways

'Til he got sent into orbit

Get fresh, I won't stand for it

Contraband, I'm the man for it

When I brukked him up, his nan saw it

Man's hard [?] and lawless

Star sign Aries but I brang a Taurus

Joog man then I wrote a verse

You love tell lies on your chorus

[?] stains like the gift wrapped with ribbon

Ride tinted so I stay hidden

Different day, I'm on the same mission

Sunrise, I've gotta go get it

Sunset so creep with the villains

Me and [?] got the same vision

Can't take the heat, get out the kitchen

If money can mek I'ma mek the trek

Could've been Mars or Pluto

Turn a Grizzly to a gummy bear when I roll to your gates like Ludo

Kick down your pitney's Lego and Duplo

Tattoo your face with the bottom of my shoe sole

[Hook]

I'm on paper like Charles Darwin

And it's bad people that man parred with

Fight and die and we don't speak

And that was long before we heard Dun Talkin

Clear glasses, smart trousers, shirt

Chase the gwolla, not blouse and skirt

Still uckers badders, need eight to please me

While Queen Elizabeth's my WCE

My pagans wanna sign a peace treaty

Anyway possible before they see me

She says she love me but I love me more

Wouldn't trust me with this rusty fork

Why you buy your jewellery just to tuck it for?

You came to war me, why you ducking for?

Fuck the opps, fuck the law

Money, girls, guns, cars, drugs galore

[Verse 2]

I'm on paper like Matthew Bolton, James Watts and Adam Smith

It's got me on the frontline like Aaron Smith

ACE serving [?]

These bankrolls are panty-dampeners

And these shells are horns, not antlers

Share the light, I won't give her bread, give her sausage and bounce

He don't want war but it don't matter

Stand in a bashment, get [?] to Ragga

Thought my [?] was crazy cold but [?] is a fucking mazza

Reloaded on the Rita Ora, tryna reload on some Maya Jama

Nine jam, I tap tap the blammer

Would've never happened with a spanner

Spin spin like Eddy Gordo

ACE [?]

Better yet, Kintaro and Goro

All these arms violate, it will happen

Paint the floor like [?]

Art Atack blud, not paint splashing

Chill time with this cheek clapping

Faze lined it up and told me to pattern

Finish her and then I pass the baton

She been tryna fill the void ever since

Uber driver wants five stars 'cause he's got an AUX but he ain't got tapes

Can't chance it, call a Addie Lee

If I've gotta transport the brukkie ting

Ain't a shark, you'll drown in the blue

Give a fuck about a rubber ring?

I'm a hellion with some dirty traits

Man bruk it down and then percolate

Opps drive past me and turn away

Gyal arch it up, she gon' learn today

You would've thought that it was Thursday

The way she throwing back her lower vertebrae

Skeet skeet, then I skate

Used to serve them for the [?]

[Hook]

I'm on paper like Charles Darwin

And it's bad people that man parred with

Fight and die and we don't speak

And that was long before we heard Dun Talkin

Clear glasses, smart trousers, shirt

Chase the gwolla, not blouse and skirt

Still uckers badders, need eight to please me

While Queen Elizabeth's my WCE

My pagans wanna sign a peace treaty

Anyway possible before they see me

She says she love me but I love me more

Wouldn't trust me with this rusty fork

Why you buy your jewellery just to tuck it for?

You came to war me, why you ducking for?

Fuck the opps, fuck the law

Money, girls, guns, cars, drugs galore