Shmelly - A COLORS SHOW lyrics

[Intro]
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

[Chorus]
Ollie, Ollie, Ollie
Tip cans, free man, no chains on my body
Brain full of fake names, chase off a Bobby
Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly
Nose all runny, Ma got Rennie
Tryna flip a quid from a couple red pennies
Used to want enough to fill my belly
Now I want enough to fill a five-star plate
Entrées and the cheese real shmelly

[Verse 1]
Why so friendly? I don't know you
Why you lookin' at me like my feet's on your sofa?
I don't wanna have to hit you with the cold shoulder
People's Elbow
, roshambo ya
Never been tall, scrap like a child soldier
Tantrum, throw a tampon at my olders
Elders, Idris Elba, co-star
Buddy cop flick with my face on the poster
f*ck a household name, face on the tele
Done being common, want respect and some Benjis
I'm like Joe Pesci with a skin routine and a sheet that's clean
Never been caught, siphon the wealth from the gentry
I hit the back door when there's no entry
f*ck a dress code, man, I can't afford Fendi
Rock my own clothes, man, I'm tryna cop a Bentley
Cop on the corner tryna cop a selfie
Stealth mode, makin' money, hand over fist
Think I'll do a runner from the country?
Tempt me, tax man tryna slap shackles on my wrist
f*ck a record label, lemme sign with Elvive
Account man in the books doing backflips
Revenue knockin' on the door with the heavies
Busy tryna get my little ass sun-kissed like whoop, whoop, whoop
[Chorus]
Ollie, Ollie, Ollie
Tip cans, free man, no chains on my body
Brain full of fake names, chase off a Bobby
Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly
Nose all runny, Ma got Rennie
Tryna flip a quid from a couple red pennies
Used to want enough to fill my belly
Now I want enough to fill a five-star plate
Entrées and the cheese real shmelly

[Bridge]
Yeah, that cheese real shmelly
But it's fillin' up my belly
Man, I'm tryna get rich with that pelle, ayy

[Verse 2]
Can't afford the rent where my ma done raised me
In the box room till the box push daisies
Buddies lookin' at me like, "He could've been something"
f*ck that, wanna be the one they hate 'cause I made it
'Member when I used to hate the place that I lived in
Felt like a caged bird, cooped up pigeon
Tried, jumped ship, came back, too chicken
Hopped out the big smoke, back to the skillet
Funny how sh*t change and it still ain't different
Getting head kicked on the school run home
'Member when I first learned God was the villain
Well, he took my dad and stopped pickin' up the phone
Little problem child, head full of old fillings
Give the kid a Yop,
 stop him cryin' for his pops
Always had to fill a void, had to make noise
Always hid from them boys till I heard them screaming like whoop, whoop, whoop
[Chorus]
Ollie, Ollie, Ollie
Tip cans, free man, no chains on my body
Brain full of fake names, chase off a Bobby
Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly
Nose all runny, Ma got Rennie
Tryna flip a quid from a couple red pennies
Used to want enough to fill my belly
Now I want enough to fill a five-star plate
Entrées and the cheese real shmelly

[Outro]
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