1989

作词 : Whyjay/Mark Ralph/Aitch/Ian Brown/John Squire

作曲 : Whyjay/Mark Ralph/Aitch/Ian Brown/John Squire

[Intro]

Young A-I-Tizzy-CH, pull up in a G-Class when I'm on the E state

All you’re gonna see is rats when you got some cheesecake

So my brothers, yeah

[Verse 1]

Yo

Young A-I-Tizzy-CH, pull up in a G-Class when I'm on the E state (Skrrt)

All you gonna see is rats when you got some cheesecake

So my brothers T-rap, see your food and T-ake

Dom Péri in the glass, we don't do no cheap dates

I just spent like three racks, put a bag on each plate

When she back it, she’s bad, when I clap it, she's great

But she's actin' all sprung, think I had her T-Pain'd (Woo)

Mandem made racks at the back of these raves

Same way I takе cash, do my rap and leave stage (Yеah)

Gave her one smash, now she backin' team Aitch (Haha)

I don't give a **** how many rappers she's laid (No way)

Pussy on tap, run the bath it gets mad

Spendin’ another few grand, smoke through a next pack

I just copped me some land, money, streets, and bedfast

Boy, I got me some plans, more moves and less chat

Yeah

[Chorus]

Yeah

Run the place, we don’t wait in line

Give a **** that I'm late, I’ma take my time

Yeah

Tour the city and I made it mine

Put my shades on a rave like it's '89

[Verse 2]

Yo

Dirty mouth, but, my heart clean (Yeah)

That's why my pockets fat like darts team (Haha)

Yeah, they look at me like, "It can’t be" (No way)

Yo, that boy got rich in a heartbeat (Skrrt)

Take the traction off the whip and I slide out

Roof off throwin' M's up 'cause it's my town

She came in a dress, ended up in a nightgown

I ain't even flex, I'm just layin' the pipe down

I say it with my chest, I'm the greatest you'll find out

Aitch but I feel like AJ when I psych out (Yeah)

They don't really love me, deep down they just like clout

So pay me with respects, if you ain't payin' the right pounds

Yeah, bezel on the watch like the tracks I record

Probably platinum or gold, I got plaques for 'em all (Huh)

Don't trip when I slip, money catches the fall

They can't kick with the clique 'cause we actually ball

[Chorus]

Yeah

Run the place, we don't wait in line

Give a **** that I'm late, I'ma take my time

Yeah

Tour the city and I made it mine

Put my shades on a rave like it's '89