Coldest Flows

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Little Dee & P Money] If you don't do music then you wouldn't relate I go bed late, wake up then get on the wave An' last night did an eighth and a bottle of Ace My head aches and I gotta link Manny at 8 Wife is pissed, I been gone a couple'a days My boss she ain't, I told her I'm coming in late Set a bath, got side tracked, run it again Trynna get ready gotta do summit at eight For fuck's sake, I'm late Last night, what a mistake, get on the wave But I can't sit about, I'm no couch potate Still shutdown stage and vacate the rave Couldn't keep track of time and fast flay for flay But it's cool if you saw what man made today Hater wanna bread so I changed the base Make up with who boy? I'll paint your face Been like spag bolognese, I'm covered in sauce Go radio, leave it covered in quartz Grime don't work, then I've got it covered of course But the flows man make man wanna endorse And these PC nerds wanna come and export Then my accountants gotta come and extort Man don't pay brudda, I will come and enforce Smash windows and search cupboard and draws Don't come wid dem talk [Chorus: P Money] Yo We make the coldest flows (who?) You already know this though Man's got a Roley flow (true) You already know this though Sinner, living like a saint Give man the holy smoke Give dem the coldy flow Give dem the coldy flow We make the coldest flows (who?) You already know this though Man's got a Roley flow (true) You already know this though Sinner, living like a saint Give man the holy smoke Give dem the coldy flow Give dem the coldy flow [Verse 2: Little Dee & P Money] I like women that like rap I find that girls look good in their vids, can't deny that DM's slip and slide in, reply back "Excuse me, can I get right there behind that?" Polite that I write back, I like that Turn up three in the morn', I'm the guy that Knock knock, wakey wakey, good night that Find the wave and I ride that It's actually like that, big back girls you know I like that Sent me a [?] in the studio got side tracked Lilac, knickers and bra I'll be right back Go grind [?] give me a ride back Man ain't staying over like that Other girls getting upset I don't reply back If it was Dot Rotten I bet you'd write back Bruh you must wanna dub talking like that [Chorus: P Money] Yo We make the coldest flows (who?) You already know this though Man's got a Roley flow (true) You already know this though Sinner, living like a saint Give man the holy smoke Give dem the coldy flow Give dem the coldy flow We make the coldest flows (who?) You already know this though Man's got a Roley flow (true) You already know this though Sinner, living like a saint Give man the holy smoke Give dem the coldy flow Give dem the coldy flow [Verse 3: Little Dee & P Money] I'm on a mad one I got a ting from Brum just like Safone I wouldn't travel that far but I have done I'm on the M1 drunk with a packed lunch Think I've done that once I was on a mad one Car crashed, Dylan even came back once Had Ed Sheeran singing about that one What I recall in my side was killing me But I kept going I'm a grime aborigine I turn up to shows and take liberties I keep flowing away I'm like Skibadee Metaphors, wordplay, delivery Lyrically we been cold since endingidi I keep dropping MC's like oh silly me One time but there's so many mini me's Style, techniques and abilities You lot are killing me [Chorus: P Money] Yo We make the coldest flows (who?) You already know this though Man's got a Roley flow (true) You already know this though Sinner, living like a saint Give man the holy smoke Give dem the coldy flow Give dem the coldy flow We make the coldest flows (who?) You already know this though Man's got a Roley flow (true) You already know this though Sinner, living like a saint Give man the holy smoke Give dem the coldy flow Give dem the coldy flow