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Headie One – Mainstream Lyrics

Mainstream Lyrics By ​Headie One

Oh
Teach me
Teach, teach

Labour or Conservatives, I ain’t got a preference
The only thing that they consider is two thirds of a sentence
I was [?] down some years on a bench press
[?] election
My nigga Frogga said there’s two ninas selling
Tell them “Fling in two extra, we’ll take it, no pressure”
Me and Rev started twinning, was comparing wetters
Now we compare what’s better, the Bentley or the tester
Home visit, red carpets ’til them carpets had a [?]
[?] don’t give away my treasure (Told me turn)
[?] listening to Skepta
Now I listen to myself gettin’ spun on 1XTRA (Suh, suh, suh, suh)

Mainstream rapper or a grass on the wing (On the wing)
Mainstream rapper but my arse full of cling (Full of cling)
Have you ever touched the wing and then been dead broke? (One)
Dirty models fuckin’ on you ’til that bed broke (Told me turn, ayy)
On a tour bus, a couple Encros (Told me turn)
I can’t get my prints on them ten notes (Turn, turn)
I still dodge the jakes, ten toes (One)
Featherstone on an envelope
Mainstream rapper or a grass on the wing (On the wing)
Mainstream rapper but my arse full of cling (Full of cling)
Have you ever touched the wing and then been dead broke?
Dirty models fuckin’ on you ’til that bed broke (Yo)

They put fifty on my head (How?)
Who am I beefing with, with that kind of bread?
It must be Kanye, or the other half of the Wests
When jail hits, I can’t be doin’ it myself
My neighbour got bills to pay, I bet you do that shit for twelve
Before they meet the guys, they want the pussy on a pedestal
I tell that bitch “Go put that on a shelf” (Told me turn, ayy)
Thought I was done goin’ jail to jail
My first time was ‘012, stuffed that nina with bells while I belt (Brrt, brrt)
Glistens on my past and my present cah I see mama, I’ma make her dance independent (Turn)
Five top twenties last year, I didn’t realise (Teach me)
I told my label “I’m just happy to be still alive” (Teach me, teach me)

Mainstream rapper or a grass on the wing (One)
Mainstream rapper but my arse full of cling (One)
Have you ever touched the wing and then been dead broke?
Dirty models fuckin’ on you ’til that bed broke (Suh, suh, suh)
On a tour bus, a couple Encros (S-S-Suh)
I can’t get my prints on them ten notes (Suh, suh, suh)
I still dodge the jakes, ten toes
Featherstone on an envelope
Mainstream rapper or a grass on the wing (On the wing)
Mainstream rapper but my arse full of cling (Full of cling)
Have you ever touched the wing and then been dead broke? (One)
Dirty models fuckin’ on you ’til that bed broke