Van Gogh
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โฑ๏ธ 2:52 duration
๐ ID: 12128796
๐ Lyrics
I feel like I'm Jack Frost
Stepped outside and me and my ting both iced out
But them man washed in the head and shoulders
Still couldn't get their lice out
Ran man down with my akhs like Kratos
I'm with a 10, no need for the 9 now
Heart on my sleeve, my body's inside out
I'm doing a total wipeout
That girl was toxic, no Britney
Said she love me, now she gone like a mystery
On the mic cause I wanna make history
Got no beef widda guys like KFC
Central Cee, I don't swing that way
MVP on the beat with a mean goatee
Mock a boy like coffee, no cafรฉ
Leng one in the back of my car
Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
In her room at night
I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
Work of art but it's highs and lows
Back then I put Heinz on toast, beans on bread
Now I'm rapping 'bout money and hoes
No Mozart but I'm making notes
Up and down on my bed like yoyo
Want a piece? You can watch like Mojo
Starry night, man's swerving a transit
Then I woke up like "where did my van go?"
Tropical ting saying she taken
Snapping me like where did her man go?
Jump man with a stick no pogo
Girl put a hole in my chest like Yanko
And if my boy asks for a favour
It's already sorted, red like the flavour
My life's like a library
No matter the story, I got bare paper
I don't wanna chase her
If she ain't interested I'll just replace her
And if you wanna hate on man
Then you can just go F1 like a racer
Gwee Rochay, wear the tech like Stark
Tree Rochay I got wood like bark
Bag a B that's a walk in the park
Got her clothes half off like Primark
Phone low charge so man's in a hurry
Hop in my Uncle's Benz, no curry
Back the 9 and them man just scurry
No drinks but I take shots like Murray
I set the bar high when I drop bars
No bar, I'm sober but them shots I sent it
You'll hear bells like a class just ended
Fist in your face widda arm extended
Ended, you're swerving a Lambo it must be rented
Or dented, no comparison, nah I'd be offended
Blew 10 bags on a night out with a
Leng one in the back of my car
Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
In her room at night
I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
Work of art but its highs and lows
Back then I put Heinz on toast, beans on bread
Now I'm rapping 'bout money and hoes
No Mozart but I'm making notes
Spot an opp put a man in a hurse
No Vecna but I put man in a curse
22 yutes got caught on a lurk
A&E, sent my man to a nurse
Bad B widda back come to me and try flirt
Bagged a B, Cadbury for desert
She did it for D way she had man immersed
Broke up, she had to dust her purse
Ps, I got bare like Barney
Put man in a pack, Atari
Calamari, your talk seems fishy
I back this blicki your head's back starry
Van Gogh, that head it was art, B
Chocolate Barbie, colourful fit like a smartie
Gimme that brain
You know I ain't come for the party
No drinks but I got a good taste in whines
Big base, small waist, like a glass of wine
And I never mix knife with crime
But I got a 9 inch in my Calvin Klein
Young G tryna make gold bars off bars
Not bricks from bricks of white
UK rap, UK drill
I guess I don't fit in the stereotype
I set the bar high when I drop bars
No bar, I'm sober but them shots I sent it
You'll hear bells like a class just ended
Fist in your face widda arm extended
Ended, you're swerving a Lambo it must be rented
Or dented, no comparison, nah I'd be offended
Blew 10 bags on a night out with a
Leng one in the back of my car
Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
In her room at night
I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
Nah I don't need that, yeah
Stepped outside and me and my ting both iced out
But them man washed in the head and shoulders
Still couldn't get their lice out
Ran man down with my akhs like Kratos
I'm with a 10, no need for the 9 now
Heart on my sleeve, my body's inside out
I'm doing a total wipeout
That girl was toxic, no Britney
Said she love me, now she gone like a mystery
On the mic cause I wanna make history
Got no beef widda guys like KFC
Central Cee, I don't swing that way
MVP on the beat with a mean goatee
Mock a boy like coffee, no cafรฉ
Leng one in the back of my car
Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
In her room at night
I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
Work of art but it's highs and lows
Back then I put Heinz on toast, beans on bread
Now I'm rapping 'bout money and hoes
No Mozart but I'm making notes
Up and down on my bed like yoyo
Want a piece? You can watch like Mojo
Starry night, man's swerving a transit
Then I woke up like "where did my van go?"
Tropical ting saying she taken
Snapping me like where did her man go?
Jump man with a stick no pogo
Girl put a hole in my chest like Yanko
And if my boy asks for a favour
It's already sorted, red like the flavour
My life's like a library
No matter the story, I got bare paper
I don't wanna chase her
If she ain't interested I'll just replace her
And if you wanna hate on man
Then you can just go F1 like a racer
Gwee Rochay, wear the tech like Stark
Tree Rochay I got wood like bark
Bag a B that's a walk in the park
Got her clothes half off like Primark
Phone low charge so man's in a hurry
Hop in my Uncle's Benz, no curry
Back the 9 and them man just scurry
No drinks but I take shots like Murray
I set the bar high when I drop bars
No bar, I'm sober but them shots I sent it
You'll hear bells like a class just ended
Fist in your face widda arm extended
Ended, you're swerving a Lambo it must be rented
Or dented, no comparison, nah I'd be offended
Blew 10 bags on a night out with a
Leng one in the back of my car
Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
In her room at night
I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
Work of art but its highs and lows
Back then I put Heinz on toast, beans on bread
Now I'm rapping 'bout money and hoes
No Mozart but I'm making notes
Spot an opp put a man in a hurse
No Vecna but I put man in a curse
22 yutes got caught on a lurk
A&E, sent my man to a nurse
Bad B widda back come to me and try flirt
Bagged a B, Cadbury for desert
She did it for D way she had man immersed
Broke up, she had to dust her purse
Ps, I got bare like Barney
Put man in a pack, Atari
Calamari, your talk seems fishy
I back this blicki your head's back starry
Van Gogh, that head it was art, B
Chocolate Barbie, colourful fit like a smartie
Gimme that brain
You know I ain't come for the party
No drinks but I got a good taste in whines
Big base, small waist, like a glass of wine
And I never mix knife with crime
But I got a 9 inch in my Calvin Klein
Young G tryna make gold bars off bars
Not bricks from bricks of white
UK rap, UK drill
I guess I don't fit in the stereotype
I set the bar high when I drop bars
No bar, I'm sober but them shots I sent it
You'll hear bells like a class just ended
Fist in your face widda arm extended
Ended, you're swerving a Lambo it must be rented
Or dented, no comparison, nah I'd be offended
Blew 10 bags on a night out with a
Leng one in the back of my car
Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
In her room at night
I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
Nah I don't need that, yeah
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.14] I feel like I'm Jack Frost
[00:13.78] Stepped outside and me and my ting both iced out
[00:15.86] But them man washed in the head and shoulders
[00:17.49] Still couldn't get their lice out
[00:18.78] Ran man down with my akhs like Kratos
[00:20.13] I'm with a 10, no need for the 9 now
[00:21.67] Heart on my sleeve, my body's inside out
[00:23.50] I'm doing a total wipeout
[00:25.17] That girl was toxic, no Britney
[00:26.49] Said she love me, now she gone like a mystery
[00:28.02] On the mic cause I wanna make history
[00:29.38] Got no beef widda guys like KFC
[00:31.21] Central Cee, I don't swing that way
[00:33.05] MVP on the beat with a mean goatee
[00:35.14] Mock a boy like coffee, no cafรฉ
[00:36.76] Leng one in the back of my car
[00:38.38] Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
[00:39.98] In her room at night
[00:40.74] I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
[00:42.58] Work of art but it's highs and lows
[00:44.28] Back then I put Heinz on toast, beans on bread
[00:46.29] Now I'm rapping 'bout money and hoes
[00:47.94] No Mozart but I'm making notes
[00:49.23] Up and down on my bed like yoyo
[00:50.89] Want a piece? You can watch like Mojo
[00:52.47] Starry night, man's swerving a transit
[00:53.73] Then I woke up like "where did my van go?"
[00:55.58] Tropical ting saying she taken
[00:56.92] Snapping me like where did her man go?
[00:58.56] Jump man with a stick no pogo
[00:59.80] Girl put a hole in my chest like Yanko
[01:01.48] And if my boy asks for a favour
[01:02.74] It's already sorted, red like the flavour
[01:04.67] My life's like a library
[01:05.96] No matter the story, I got bare paper
[01:07.72] I don't wanna chase her
[01:08.90] If she ain't interested I'll just replace her
[01:10.74] And if you wanna hate on man
[01:12.03] Then you can just go F1 like a racer
[01:13.88] Gwee Rochay, wear the tech like Stark
[01:15.43] Tree Rochay I got wood like bark
[01:17.04] Bag a B that's a walk in the park
[01:18.64] Got her clothes half off like Primark
[01:20.24] Phone low charge so man's in a hurry
[01:21.90] Hop in my Uncle's Benz, no curry
[01:23.19] Back the 9 and them man just scurry
[01:24.80] No drinks but I take shots like Murray
[01:26.36] I set the bar high when I drop bars
[01:27.67] No bar, I'm sober but them shots I sent it
[01:29.53] You'll hear bells like a class just ended
[01:31.05] Fist in your face widda arm extended
[01:32.65] Ended, you're swerving a Lambo it must be rented
[01:34.72] Or dented, no comparison, nah I'd be offended
[01:36.97] Blew 10 bags on a night out with a
[01:38.28] Leng one in the back of my car
[01:39.80] Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
[01:41.44] In her room at night
[01:42.41] I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
[01:44.07] Work of art but its highs and lows
[01:45.66] Back then I put Heinz on toast, beans on bread
[01:48.27] Now I'm rapping 'bout money and hoes
[01:49.38] No Mozart but I'm making notes
[01:50.94] Spot an opp put a man in a hurse
[01:52.20] No Vecna but I put man in a curse
[01:53.83] 22 yutes got caught on a lurk
[01:55.11] A&E, sent my man to a nurse
[01:56.73] Bad B widda back come to me and try flirt
[01:58.54] Bagged a B, Cadbury for desert
[02:00.24] She did it for D way she had man immersed
[02:01.75] Broke up, she had to dust her purse
[02:03.32] Ps, I got bare like Barney
[02:04.96] Put man in a pack, Atari
[02:06.29] Calamari, your talk seems fishy
[02:07.97] I back this blicki your head's back starry
[02:09.59] Van Gogh, that head it was art, B
[02:11.38] Chocolate Barbie, colourful fit like a smartie
[02:13.25] Gimme that brain
[02:14.19] You know I ain't come for the party
[02:15.25] No drinks but I got a good taste in whines
[02:16.82] Big base, small waist, like a glass of wine
[02:18.92] And I never mix knife with crime
[02:20.09] But I got a 9 inch in my Calvin Klein
[02:21.88] Young G tryna make gold bars off bars
[02:23.44] Not bricks from bricks of white
[02:24.76] UK rap, UK drill
[02:26.35] I guess I don't fit in the stereotype
[02:27.74] I set the bar high when I drop bars
[02:29.00] No bar, I'm sober but them shots I sent it
[02:30.97] You'll hear bells like a class just ended
[02:32.51] Fist in your face widda arm extended
[02:34.18] Ended, you're swerving a Lambo it must be rented
[02:36.34] Or dented, no comparison, nah I'd be offended
[02:38.78] Blew 10 bags on a night out with a
[02:40.01] Leng one in the back of my car
[02:41.44] Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
[02:43.22] In her room at night
[02:44.31] I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
[02:45.36] Nah I don't need that, yeah
[02:51.57]
[00:13.78] Stepped outside and me and my ting both iced out
[00:15.86] But them man washed in the head and shoulders
[00:17.49] Still couldn't get their lice out
[00:18.78] Ran man down with my akhs like Kratos
[00:20.13] I'm with a 10, no need for the 9 now
[00:21.67] Heart on my sleeve, my body's inside out
[00:23.50] I'm doing a total wipeout
[00:25.17] That girl was toxic, no Britney
[00:26.49] Said she love me, now she gone like a mystery
[00:28.02] On the mic cause I wanna make history
[00:29.38] Got no beef widda guys like KFC
[00:31.21] Central Cee, I don't swing that way
[00:33.05] MVP on the beat with a mean goatee
[00:35.14] Mock a boy like coffee, no cafรฉ
[00:36.76] Leng one in the back of my car
[00:38.38] Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
[00:39.98] In her room at night
[00:40.74] I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
[00:42.58] Work of art but it's highs and lows
[00:44.28] Back then I put Heinz on toast, beans on bread
[00:46.29] Now I'm rapping 'bout money and hoes
[00:47.94] No Mozart but I'm making notes
[00:49.23] Up and down on my bed like yoyo
[00:50.89] Want a piece? You can watch like Mojo
[00:52.47] Starry night, man's swerving a transit
[00:53.73] Then I woke up like "where did my van go?"
[00:55.58] Tropical ting saying she taken
[00:56.92] Snapping me like where did her man go?
[00:58.56] Jump man with a stick no pogo
[00:59.80] Girl put a hole in my chest like Yanko
[01:01.48] And if my boy asks for a favour
[01:02.74] It's already sorted, red like the flavour
[01:04.67] My life's like a library
[01:05.96] No matter the story, I got bare paper
[01:07.72] I don't wanna chase her
[01:08.90] If she ain't interested I'll just replace her
[01:10.74] And if you wanna hate on man
[01:12.03] Then you can just go F1 like a racer
[01:13.88] Gwee Rochay, wear the tech like Stark
[01:15.43] Tree Rochay I got wood like bark
[01:17.04] Bag a B that's a walk in the park
[01:18.64] Got her clothes half off like Primark
[01:20.24] Phone low charge so man's in a hurry
[01:21.90] Hop in my Uncle's Benz, no curry
[01:23.19] Back the 9 and them man just scurry
[01:24.80] No drinks but I take shots like Murray
[01:26.36] I set the bar high when I drop bars
[01:27.67] No bar, I'm sober but them shots I sent it
[01:29.53] You'll hear bells like a class just ended
[01:31.05] Fist in your face widda arm extended
[01:32.65] Ended, you're swerving a Lambo it must be rented
[01:34.72] Or dented, no comparison, nah I'd be offended
[01:36.97] Blew 10 bags on a night out with a
[01:38.28] Leng one in the back of my car
[01:39.80] Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
[01:41.44] In her room at night
[01:42.41] I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
[01:44.07] Work of art but its highs and lows
[01:45.66] Back then I put Heinz on toast, beans on bread
[01:48.27] Now I'm rapping 'bout money and hoes
[01:49.38] No Mozart but I'm making notes
[01:50.94] Spot an opp put a man in a hurse
[01:52.20] No Vecna but I put man in a curse
[01:53.83] 22 yutes got caught on a lurk
[01:55.11] A&E, sent my man to a nurse
[01:56.73] Bad B widda back come to me and try flirt
[01:58.54] Bagged a B, Cadbury for desert
[02:00.24] She did it for D way she had man immersed
[02:01.75] Broke up, she had to dust her purse
[02:03.32] Ps, I got bare like Barney
[02:04.96] Put man in a pack, Atari
[02:06.29] Calamari, your talk seems fishy
[02:07.97] I back this blicki your head's back starry
[02:09.59] Van Gogh, that head it was art, B
[02:11.38] Chocolate Barbie, colourful fit like a smartie
[02:13.25] Gimme that brain
[02:14.19] You know I ain't come for the party
[02:15.25] No drinks but I got a good taste in whines
[02:16.82] Big base, small waist, like a glass of wine
[02:18.92] And I never mix knife with crime
[02:20.09] But I got a 9 inch in my Calvin Klein
[02:21.88] Young G tryna make gold bars off bars
[02:23.44] Not bricks from bricks of white
[02:24.76] UK rap, UK drill
[02:26.35] I guess I don't fit in the stereotype
[02:27.74] I set the bar high when I drop bars
[02:29.00] No bar, I'm sober but them shots I sent it
[02:30.97] You'll hear bells like a class just ended
[02:32.51] Fist in your face widda arm extended
[02:34.18] Ended, you're swerving a Lambo it must be rented
[02:36.34] Or dented, no comparison, nah I'd be offended
[02:38.78] Blew 10 bags on a night out with a
[02:40.01] Leng one in the back of my car
[02:41.44] Hold her neck, play her like my guitars
[02:43.22] In her room at night
[02:44.31] I don't need Van Gogh to make her see stars
[02:45.36] Nah I don't need that, yeah
[02:51.57]