Chip - Winter Time lyrics

[Hook] Yeah, in the winter time, it gets cold Tracksuits, boots and coats I do mic and my friends do road In the summertime, they've got snow Year 9, started doing my thing Year 10, hit school in my Timbs Year 11, in a league of my own Yeah [Verse 1] Bringing that heat again Like we're back on Heat FM (mic check, 1-2) Trust me, the winter's cold Chipmunk's got the heat for them (fire) Taking shots, I'm Luke Cage If I dish them out, I'm on Arsenal (cannon) If I lick that shot, I will harm you Football head like Hey, Arnold King of my, king of my King of my castle (royal) Delivery on Royal Mail I'll write a bomb and pa** the parcel (hold that, fam) Mad ting sad ting The game's cold, I adapted Gelled in any habitat that I tapped in Checked out when I cashed in Yeah, Finsbury Park, check T, get shaped nice On the 406 on a late night West End, chopsticks on a date night (swag) Fly boy getting ras cuh I spray nice Mad hours I be putting in work like a trap boy Vampire ting, I hate daytime (yeah) Man engage when I gauge mine Pull up on the set and just spray like [Hook] In the winter time, it gets cold (freezing) Tracksuits, boots and coats (swag) I do mic and my friends do road (more time) In the summertime, they've got snow (juuging) Year 9, started doing my thing (ayy) Year 10, hit school in my Timbs (swag) Year 11, in a league of my own (early) Years, I've been doing my ting (yep) Years, I've been doing my ting Years, I've been doing my ting, I've been doing my ting Years, I've been doing my ting (yep) Years, I've been doing my ting, I've been doing my ting Years, I've been doing my ting Years, I've been doing my ting, I've been doing my ting Years, I've been doing my ting Years, I've been doing my ting Years, I've been doing my thing [Verse 2] I feel what's coming in due course (timing) Do my ting, go do yours ('llow it) Tek man's gyal, that's true, darg (facts) Do my ting or do yours (sliding) You can't take me for a fool, darg (never) Got more bars than a crew, darg (numbers) Have your whole crew like "oh lord" (god) Man know when I strap, that's danger (mad) Pra**, like I'm born in a manger Why you looking at your boy? He can't save ya (no) Man can't get saved from the saviour (never) Independent, mind of a major (yeah) Do it on my own, done it, would amaze ya (standard) Who's that saying grime scene saviour? You ain't me, fam, do me a favour ('llow it) Bar for bar, can't test man, later Get it then, get it now or later Blud, I don't give a f** how you feeling (nah) Cash Motto, only here for the paper (gang) Get waved, then I touch mic, what's the outcome? Could be a mixtape, could be an album Could be an EP, could be a three-piece Still got lyrics for anybody doubting, listen