L.I.S.T.W.I.S

Lyrics

Intro Hey let's live it, yo Yeah, ah, yeah, yeah Yo, look, yeah Verse Don't be using your last favour Shake hands, do the maths later Like it or lump it, hack baker My people love me like man's Raider Your wifey moving like cat's [?] Got minerals like Hank Schrader Go figure out at the Blast Raider Shoot from a distance, Matt Taylor Money talk, don't need a translator Woke up the kids like a bad neighbour Can't stitch me like hand taylor First I was Grime, now the raps' saviour Pack flavour I'm supreme Know me, I stick to the routine This year I come for the chips and cheese, know everything's gravy, poutine Hear my name when I'm eves' dropping Been hard, but never been popping I don't mind, tell'em keep talking Man are fake woke, they're all sleepwalking Cold like rocks or Steve Austin Can't see my enemies respawning Can't see their energy's reforming Seen the levels, they're free falling like I don't know what to do Can't be living in the past like Doctor Who Kept the wheels like Belleville Rendezvous Everytime man you know what I got for you Yeah, Yeah, that's bars Told man that this year's ours I'll be at a mans' neck like scarves You weren't here when us man start Screaming memories over money, we still push them fees up I sit back, sip yak and I put my feet up If that's your bro then that's you bro, go on big your Gs up I don't smoke, but if you smoke, go on twist your trees up (x2) Yo, Yeah, Yeah, Look Step fresh out the drycleaner Nike sneaker and a wifebeater Nah fam I've never been a wifebeater My life's sweeter than a [?], yeah And man ain't been missing the gym so I'm leaner than a pipe cleaner Grin on my face like a hyena Back of the whip that's a tight squeezer, yeah Back of the whip that's a tight squeeze Bottles on deck for the night fee Life, I got everything I need Flow evergreen like the pinetrees It's that yout from the 1990's That yout from the 1990's Yout from the 1990's That yout from the 1990's Life is short, the world is small, so while we're here, let's live it up Something in my sippy cup That's your broski, big him up I don't do beginners luck I put it down then pick it up Life is short, the world is small, so while we're here, let's live it up (x2) Screaming memories over money, we still push them fees up I sit back, sip yak and I put my feet up If that's your bro then that's you bro, go on big your Gs up I don't smoke, but if you smoke, go on twist your trees up (x4)