The Lift by Reece West Lyrics
[Intro]
West, West
Reece dot West
Tim and Barry
Let me show you the full Saiyan transformation
The Lift
West
Yeah, yeah
[Verse]
I told my gyal I'm leaving, cliché, manna catch flights not feelings
I all season, Griezmann, outchea playing like boss I'm beating
Babies bite like teething, sixteen leave a MC not breathing
Hungry, I take your gyal out eating while they gass I'm West End steaming
I was in Barc like Lionel, normal, I don't switch sides like Matic
Get pitched for a kerbal, normal, politics I'm fascist
I do the work like Ratchet, madting, them man are wifing ratchet
They miss drop I catch it, hungry, playing all season match fit
I'm at the top of Canary, please tell me which dwarf is levelling
Who let this bredda in, can't tell me which song who's levelling
Watch mans hair like Bellerin, ain't playing keys when I bring like seven in
Raising toast they're bredding it, Chinese whispers fuck who's telling them
Westy, I'm in the Irish mountains, pint of Guiness I'm dressed in black and
Still got ten on my back like Jack and
Shelled leng still back with facts it's Westy
Back like Shaq O'Neal it, come like say my name get wheel
Talk no walk best ride your wheel I'll, make man ghost confirm that kill it's Westy
I am the lord of wars, angel of death with a halo sword
Fft, fft, slice and bore I'll, lick man down with a Tyson Ford and
Fly on tour they're Jersey Shore they, wash me when we're firing forks
Grip that mic with bison force cah, diss Big John I'll ride of course, West
About read my phone in freestyle, on top form these yutes are senile
I'm at the mountain peak that's meanwhile
Wrote that flow cheat codes on me now
Dash man's hard drive into the sea now, meanwhile
Them man are wet like tea towel, Nasty Jack man kweff and leave now
Westy, scars I made my mark and these fuckboys wan' take my spark they
Need push start to lead and sparker, I came from the dirt like [?] and Bart see
I am the plug, HD and SCART, I'll school like Bart went through Kent Clark like fft
Call that the golden [?], wear my shoes it's West not Mark see
I am the borer, bore these bastards
Came through Moses waves get parted
Champions League I score don't pass it
If I do it's Kroos and pass it
My through balls you lose I mark it
If I shoot I'll [?] your casket
Man just wan' skip queue for market
I was at Mode now pave through Target
Come to my dojo and get clarted
Send man yard like yo what the rahted
Come to my class you'll need that masters
I am the fucking masters master
Godfather that new school pastor
Golden spartan, Henrik Larsson
Different leagues like who are you passing
Speak my chi they tark don't walk it
Yeah, yeah, walk and talker
Sixteen flow like Walk on Water
I am the wolf these sheep get slaughter
Aim and spray they spread like Flora
Don't ask West what he brought to the table
I am the table, knife and forker
Napkin, wine glass, main course, portion
When I straight ride out they change course I'll
West, West, West, West, West, say that four five times
Natural, rah they're forcing rhymes my
Belly don't [?] my portion size
I'm hungry, I'll stick my fork in guys
West on court went morgue these guys
First things first mans been doing this ting since caution lines
[Outro]
It's West
Yeah, yeah
West, West
Reece dot West
Tim and Barry
Let me show you the full Saiyan transformation
The Lift
West
Yeah, yeah
[Verse]
I told my gyal I'm leaving, cliché, manna catch flights not feelings
I all season, Griezmann, outchea playing like boss I'm beating
Babies bite like teething, sixteen leave a MC not breathing
Hungry, I take your gyal out eating while they gass I'm West End steaming
I was in Barc like Lionel, normal, I don't switch sides like Matic
Get pitched for a kerbal, normal, politics I'm fascist
I do the work like Ratchet, madting, them man are wifing ratchet
They miss drop I catch it, hungry, playing all season match fit
I'm at the top of Canary, please tell me which dwarf is levelling
Who let this bredda in, can't tell me which song who's levelling
Watch mans hair like Bellerin, ain't playing keys when I bring like seven in
Raising toast they're bredding it, Chinese whispers fuck who's telling them
Westy, I'm in the Irish mountains, pint of Guiness I'm dressed in black and
Still got ten on my back like Jack and
Shelled leng still back with facts it's Westy
Back like Shaq O'Neal it, come like say my name get wheel
Talk no walk best ride your wheel I'll, make man ghost confirm that kill it's Westy
I am the lord of wars, angel of death with a halo sword
Fft, fft, slice and bore I'll, lick man down with a Tyson Ford and
Fly on tour they're Jersey Shore they, wash me when we're firing forks
Grip that mic with bison force cah, diss Big John I'll ride of course, West
About read my phone in freestyle, on top form these yutes are senile
I'm at the mountain peak that's meanwhile
Wrote that flow cheat codes on me now
Dash man's hard drive into the sea now, meanwhile
Them man are wet like tea towel, Nasty Jack man kweff and leave now
Westy, scars I made my mark and these fuckboys wan' take my spark they
Need push start to lead and sparker, I came from the dirt like [?] and Bart see
I am the plug, HD and SCART, I'll school like Bart went through Kent Clark like fft
Call that the golden [?], wear my shoes it's West not Mark see
I am the borer, bore these bastards
Came through Moses waves get parted
Champions League I score don't pass it
If I do it's Kroos and pass it
My through balls you lose I mark it
If I shoot I'll [?] your casket
Man just wan' skip queue for market
I was at Mode now pave through Target
Come to my dojo and get clarted
Send man yard like yo what the rahted
Come to my class you'll need that masters
I am the fucking masters master
Godfather that new school pastor
Golden spartan, Henrik Larsson
Different leagues like who are you passing
Speak my chi they tark don't walk it
Yeah, yeah, walk and talker
Sixteen flow like Walk on Water
I am the wolf these sheep get slaughter
Aim and spray they spread like Flora
Don't ask West what he brought to the table
I am the table, knife and forker
Napkin, wine glass, main course, portion
When I straight ride out they change course I'll
West, West, West, West, West, say that four five times
Natural, rah they're forcing rhymes my
Belly don't [?] my portion size
I'm hungry, I'll stick my fork in guys
West on court went morgue these guys
First things first mans been doing this ting since caution lines
[Outro]
It's West
Yeah, yeah