1989Lyrics by Aitch
Young A I Tizzy C H
Pull up in the G class when I’m on the E state
All you gonna Cs rats when you got some cheesecake
So my brother T rap see your food T ake
Don Peri in her glass we don’t do no cheap dates
I just spent like 3 racks put a bag on each plate
When she back it she’s bad when I clap it she’s great
but she acting all sprung think I had her T pained
Mandem make racks at back of these raves
Same way I take cash do my rap and leave stage
Gave her one smash now backing team Aitch
I don’t give a fuck how many rappers she laid
Pussy on tap
Run the bath it gets mad
Spend another few grand
Smoke thru a next pack
I just cop me some land
Moneys due to spread fast
Boy I got me some plans
More moves and less chat
Run the place we don’t wait in line
Give a fuck that I’m late imma take my time
Took the city and I made it mine
Put my shades on and rave like it’s 89
Dirty mouth but my heart clean
That’s why my pocket fat like darts team
They look at me like he can’t be
That boy I got rich in a heartbeat
Take the traction of the whip
And I slide out
Roof off throwing Ms up cos it’s my town
She came in a dress ended up in a night gown
I ain’t even flexing just laying the pipe down
Say with my chest I’m the greatest you’ll find out
Aitch but I feel AJ when I psych out
They don’t really love me deep down they just like clout
So pay me with respect if you ain’t paying the right pounds
The bezel on the watch like the tracks I record, probably platinum or gold
I got plaques for ‘em all
Don’t trip when I slip money catches the fall
They can’t kick with the clique
Cos we actually ball
Run the place we don’t wait in line
Give a fuck that I’m late imma take my time
Took the city and I made it mine
Put my shades on and rave like it’s 89