South Quay Stylin' Lyrics

Yeah we on the quay

We going crazy on the beat

Your girl is crying on my sheets

We acting loco down the streets, ayy

First night here already drinking

Falling out the BRT we might as well be trainspotting

Never need a spot I'm always game when I'm training

Struggling, we keep it ten toes till we winning, yuh

Only nineteen already going indie yuh

I take over the world this my dunia

Enemies suffering fatalities yuh

I'm cooking up this beat feeling toasty yuh

Baby hot

Molotov

Burn it up

Look at me

Life of the

Goddamn party

I just got here, and your man know me

They got jealousy, I got enemies

I been hella stressed

No therapist

So now I'm drinking way too much

And I'm hella pissed

Although I cannot see straight

I still take the risk

Like Post Malone, go flex

All I need is wrist

Back again I failed on the first attempt but I'm persistent

Just got here, I faced my fears and I been to the lion's den

Stay vigilant, fake people around we'll see who be lying then

Alpha cat with its jaws on me consume it like Mikey Chen

Feeling pink insanity, I be Filthy in Japan

Jealousy and salinity I think they have too much yen

Millionaire in the making why I never make cents

Live in the heat, I freshen the beat, might switch to Mandarin

Yeah, ayy, South Quay stylin

When we turning up, yeah we wylin

Your man is broken up, yeah he crying

Told him that you love him, why you lying

Every competition I be entering and winning like it's nothing even challenging

We breezing through and turning up

Let me get the Birkin then we get into the flexing so they hating on me

Staring, looking all I do is say wassup

Party rocking if I'm willing, bass slapping

Ain't a villain I be masterminding looking like a trophy like Jada

They been passive thinking it's aggressive not engaging

Though they know I'm the king taking over, this is my era