Chop (Henry the 8th) - Jaykae

(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 fuck 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 fuck 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

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