Jaykae - Chop (Henry the 8th) lyrics

(Swifta production Is this a Swifta beat?) Oh, yeah Yeah, I feel like Henry the Eighth No long ting, bruv, send me the weight Some show love and the rest of them hate Some of your exes slept with your mates, chop Feel like Henry the Eighth No long ting, bruv, send me the weight Some show love and the rest of them hate No treason and I'm settin' it straight, chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop I'm on to the next one, then I might stop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop I'm on to the next one, then I might stop Nah, I don't buy ten-pound drawers, Lycra If they see my bands, drawers might drop I been givin' this all I got Better watch your back if you're my opp Wipe the floor with them like you're my mop Runnin' through dirt in the all-white socks Us lot are down, you saw my block Here's a 38 Special or a 45 Glock I don't need no fake friends, please stop Thinks she's down to the ends, she's not Are you gonna sit on the fence or what? If you see another guy send me shots Call, send one, gotta send him lots Man don't care if you're benchin' lots Hear them comin' when the engine starts I'm a king like Henry was Yeah, man, I feel like Henry the Eighth No long ting, bruv, send me the weight Some show love and the rest of them hate Some of your exes slept with your mates, chop Feel like Henry the Eighth No long ting, bruv, send me the weight Some show love and the rest of them hate No treason and I'm settin' it straight, chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop I'm on to the next one, then I might stop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop I'm on to the next one, then I might, then I might Then I might, then I might, then I might chill Take some time out, better my skill Grime MCs get settle like still All my life, they said that I'm real Raise my flag, can't step on my heel Crime means cops that'll get on my grill If I don't bust in the ends, who, what Blud, if I don't bust in the ends, who will? Man's too real behind the wheel Nights on my own, ain't signin' a deal Might cash out when it's time for a mill' Think what you want, but fu*k how you feel Out here man's inside of the field Inside, look at the size of the yield Sounds of the empire I'm gonna build Tell them keep the parcel concealed Man's six-foot-two, not five-foot tall They go to Dubai to buy fu*k all Look at man ting like primary school Fate ain't hard, keep my eyes on the ball Worked my way up the hierarchy I've seen it all, bruv, the rise and the fall And it's not feds who I'm gonna call Balaclava, man'll slide through your wall Bruv, I feel like Henry the Eighth No long ting, blud, send me the weight Some show love and the rest of them hate Some of your exes slept with your mates, chop Feel like Henry the Eighth No long ting, bruv, send me the weight Some show love and the rest of them hate No treason and I'm settin' it straight, chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop I'm on to the next one, then I might stop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop Call me Henry the Eighth, I chop I'm on to the next one, then I might, then I might Chop Chop Chop On to the next one, then I might stop Hooligan