Skepta - Eyes On Me Lyrics
[Chorus]
How they gonna lift my skirt? (How?)
When I never wear no dress
Eyes on me ’cause the way this designer looking on me got your girl impressed (Sexy)
Stylish G, I make one phone call and the gang turn up like it’s merky’s vest
They can’t diss us boy, they get crushed in a rizla
Strap it and burn it, yes
They got the eyes on me but my eyes on the girl with the tight up skirt (Hmm-hmm)
Bare songs about ice and racks
Them boy there live out their wifey’s purse (Brr)
You don’t wanna see the gang pull up
The cars dem pull up, your guys disperse (Bow-bow)
And we ain’t tryna take no L’s
Any funny business and we raise up first (Ice)
[Verse 1]
Came with the what? Came with the who?
Came with the hood like a Canada Goose (Gang)
I dunno who gassed them youts, I stay in the boy’s T like cranberry juice
Big man you don’t wanna get murked in your beamer
Meet the grime reaper
It’s 38° outside but the streets still cold like a freezer
Gotta stay close to the heater (Ice)
Ex-girl found out that I slept with it in her bed
But she can’t call me a cheater
Gotta stay with it
The streets hear that you’re getting money, they will spread news like the cleaner (Brr)
Try slander my name in the paper (Huh?)
Now I’m on the front cover in the fader
It’s an oxymoron how I speak so bluntly
Still I’m as sharp as a razor (High)
Who’s that boy in the new Bottega?
Sipping out a [?], no chaser (Sex)
Bought a new crib and I got no neighbours
Independent, but I’m still so major
I was in New York tryna make ends meet outside the bodega (Get me?)
I went from trap boy to wholesaler
Tables turned and I’m the rotator (High)
[Chorus]
How they gonna lift my skirt? (How?)
When I never wear no dress
Eyes on me ’cause the way this designer looking on me got your girl impressed (Sexy)
Stylish G, I make one phone call and the gang turn up like it’s merky’s vest
They can’t diss us boy, they get crushed in a rizla
Strap it and burn it, yes
They got the eyes on me but my eyes on the girl with the tight up skirt (Hmm-hmm)
Bare songs about ice and racks
Them boy there live out their wifey’s purse (Brr)
You don’t wanna see the gang pull up
The cars dem pull up, your guys disperse (Bow-bow)
And we ain’t tryna take no L’s
Any funny business and we raise up first (Ice)
[Verse 2]
What you telling me?
I made it so easy to like me
Still they wanna be my enemy (Huh?)
You know the fame comes with the jealousy (Trust)
I’m an African giant, course she fucks with me, that’s simple science
One night with me and she feeling the chemistry
She love the way I move especially
No competition, ain’t no one ahead of me (Greaze)
Stop the comparison, shit’s embarrassing
I’m a top soldier in the garrison (Bow-bow)
Room full of gold like the Vatican
Diamond chain, rosy like a mannequin (Ice)
I could put ’em in a hearse with a verse before they know what’s happening
Or we could do magic sticks, my guy wave the sticks
Watch them boy start vanishing (Brr)
[Chorus]
How they gonna lift my skirt? (How?)
When I never wear no dress
Eyes on me ’cause the way this designer looking on me got your girl impressed (Sexy)
Stylish G, I make one phone call and the gang turn up like it’s merky’s vest
They can’t diss us boy, they get crushed in a rizla
Strap it and burn it, yes
They got the eyes on me but my eyes on the girl with the tight up skirt (Hmm-hmm)
Bare songs about ice and racks
Them boy there live out their wifey’s purse (Brr)
You don’t wanna see the gang pull up
The cars dem pull up, your guys disperse (Bow-bow)
And we ain’t tryna take no L’s
Any funny business and we raise up first (Ice)
