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Headie One – F U Pay Me Lyrics

F U Pay Me Lyrics By ​Headie One

I might go get that crib gated (Turn)
Minus on my statement (Turn, turn)
[?] got me faded
I make a twenty on a day-shift
Had to tow [?] and I ain’t paying
Six-litre engine and we’re racing
Might crash and think about it when I wake up (Turn)
And plus I fell asleep drunk, I forgot to take my chains off
My hitters ain’t playin’, all I gotta do is say it
That bitch used to air me, now I make her look basic (One)
She used to laugh at my bruk down trainers (One)
Now she ask if I wanna see her naked
I don’t wanna, she a feisty (Nope)
A bitch with attitude amaze me (One)
Every day I wake up, I need a payslip
I wake up, screaming “Fuck you, pay me”

Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah (Run those)
Wake up, screaming “Fuck you, pay me” (Fuck you, pay me)
(Run that, asap)
I wake up, screaming “Fuck you”

Grind on the low, mid on the dough
I’m on a roll, life on the road, fly these mouths
Mash on my bro, packs for the smoke
Racks for the show, cash for the dough, ice me out (Ice, ice)
Check how I deal with the biz, he wanna feel on my bits
Give him a test (Test, test)
I put the flick of the wrist
Come then I blow him a kiss (Mwah)
Big drip, all of this shower (Woo)
IV come tall like a tower (Yes)
Plug shit, all of this power
Caught a sour, blowing that louder (Uh-huh)
Cowgirl, ride this somethin’, I’m expert
Do this only for the fans so it’s “Fuck you, pay me”, coming like sex work

Wake up, screaming “Fuck you, pay me”
Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah (Run those)
Wake up, screaming “Fuck you, pay me” (Fuck you, pay me)
(Run that, asap)
I wake up, screaming “Fuck you”

I remember, it was family liaison (Nah-nah)
Always misbehaving (Nah-nah)
School uniform fading (Nah-nah)
‘Member astroturf trainers (Nah-nah)
Why you think I smile when my chains swaying? (Turn, turn)
Gucci suit, tailored (Turn, turn)
They’ll probably put me up for mayor (Turn, turn)
That’s if I didn’t get NFA for these AM’s
[?]
Can’t ’cause my fingers and my neck turned baguettie
Broke days, tomato sauce, spaghetti
Now seaside, dinner, shades on, vision Fendi
Eatin’ food I’ve never tasted (Woo)
Money on my mind, it stay adjacent (One)
I was dead broke, course I been patient (I’m done waitin’)
I wake up, screaming “Fuck you, pay me”

Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah (Run those)
Wake up, screaming “Fuck you, pay me” (Fuck you, pay me)
(Run that, asap)
I wake up, screaming “Fuck you” (Fuck you)

See nowadays, you just say “One” (Come on)
And you send out the invoice (Run those)
You know how it go, man (Fuck you, pay me)
We’re countin’ down (Turn, turn)
You got twelve hours left (Turn, turn)
Run that, run that