Big O yeno & Glitch Kid - Immaculate

(Are ye messin?)

Ayo
Make dough with the, uh, I display no weakness
Volume 1, Jay flow till I KO
Lay low, trynna grow halo, pinching peso
Fettuccine alfredo, lad, am so sick
No pictures please, bespoke business
Quickness, flow switches, Djokovic hit
Swig pitcher, (sip tha), Long Island ice tea
Try an find someone rhymin like me

Mmm, yeah
Please, show my G's love when they need a squeeze
Give her hair a tug when she's on her fuckin knees
Am not keen, just here pleasin my mean team
Keep your bitch on a leash or she'll meet the man of her dreams
All grand with a plan to be slappin up fiends
Match the beat sweet when I ride this immaculately
On a mean streak here, bleedin on serene beats
Howma spittin this heat when I don't even manage to sleep
(Feelin knackered me yeno)

(Before I go real crazy on y'all
Which I'm gonna do here shortly
I know God put me in this situation
And you know, good or bad, I was gonna thank Him for the blessing
Good or bad, I was gonna thank Him for the blessing)

Uh
Scouse Jesus, hay fever sneezes
Gimme those, gimme this, gimme that, rap thesis: Dionysus
Look, leave em speechless, grievin, or in pieces
Rhyme scheme diseases easy, so genius
Immaculate rhythm when I rap with precision
Just a smidgen of gin, I kill the rats an the pigeons
Listen, ambition: jabba religion, (smoke)
A sicker flow? Lad, that has to be fiction

Now what's missin? (ahahaha)
Fruits an wine sippin keep me up at night pissin
Nothing's missed dearly when we're whiffed in an drifting
Go akip swiftly cos the poly sent my brain fizzin, (whiffed me)
Float slow to southend for sound ched
With five eds on the back of a ped, now that's a fuckin mission
Meditate as I master my zen with some fly webs
A cap on my head an all the lids chillin

Sip liquor, gin in the chill swigger
Deliver on me bill or in big whiffers
Uh, Glitch gatecrash your chiller
Snigger at these MCs we disfigure
Lyrical killer, uh, no other kid sicker
Ego gets a bit bigger
Soulmate in this mirror, might leave your ribs withered
Right wing gimps shake an shiver, uh
My sons gracious, bask in the sun's greatness
The cold flow was contagious
Shoot Scott Summers lasers, brainwave heinous
Flay snakes whenever they crave favours
No clouds, no rain for weather
My mane grow angel feathers, slay fellas
Swift twist kick with the painful terror
Cos the spit shit gift was the main endeavour, cmon

Cmon, come ed
Yeah, float in my benners in a stripy sweater
Red an black, front an back, lookin like a fuckin menace
Let me chip a tenner quick for that bud, no pressure
No sweat, ye lad, I'll give it back to ye maybe never
Scran sweet treats in Iranian heat
Dap up Glitch Kid quick when this maniac speaks
On cold sands I hold hands with my inner peace
An float away like a ghost on these streets, uh

Written by:
Alex McWilliam, Omid Mirkhalaf

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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