No reference

By EllzBS

Released on October 1, 2021

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[Intro (EllzBS)]

Yeah


[Verse 1 (EllzBS)]

And I love you separately

That's effortlessly, don't need no reference

Please this, job'll bang, no celibacy

For the things that I buy, can't get a receipt

How's the mandem jealous of me?

Just look how she jealous of you

You plus me, that's a terrible two

Only Michelin star that I'm taking you to

Matching kicks and seafood

Sneakers online, offline, KiKUU

I was tryna meet you, soon as I met you

Girl, don't break my heart like T2

Said that you don't like rappers

Good ting seh man a artiste

Any beef get cooked likе Arby's

Broski know how the buttons get pressеd

Like R2 when I when I click that R3

Man know me, I'm way too anti

Just like my African boy says 'auntie'

Still pull up when Paris have parties

Rooftop bars in West

Man hop into roofless cars, yo pardi...

How you get a stallion? When I get food withdrawn

Tell the sous-chef, please, no scallion

I done nuff road in East back then

And I still get love in Dagenham

...still gotta switch up the whips

'Cause the police keep on tagging 'em

Ellz Badside, big...

Stuck it on dem man, I was in Farringdon

With little bro, that's Amari

Harrison, Rastafari Vernon Carrington


[Verse 2 (Gabriel)]

I will out-bar you, I'll out-produce you

I'll out-guitar you, pick your poison

Didn't do road in South

But I did go sixth form college in Croydon

Pissed off a couple of people

Moved a bit mad, them moves weren't needed

But I won't say sorry

Cos I don't say sorry any more 'ness I actually mean it

And I don't hold back with the shameless plugs

Cos no-one's doing it for me

We own the label, we own the masters

Don't take orders from industry bastards

Didn't sign over my publishing

Back when I had that chance

Probably never look my way after hearing this

Do you think I give a rat's arse?

No-one can match my skillset

And I ain't finished honing my skills yet

No-one can match my workrate

Prolly make 4 more tunes by next Thursday

Mashing the keys since early

Stayed out of trouble

Didn't wade too far when the water got dirty

Dug myself out of my holes

When I wasn't feeling so certi, no-one can hurt me