Headie One Socials Lyrics
(Suh, suh, suh-suh-suh-suh) Yo
My young boys outside
They be in a pouch, comin’ like a kangaroo (Buh)
(Why?) We all know the opps love socials
Why you think—, shh, got shot with a Canon?
And the next opp got shot with a GoPro? (Turnt)
Handy got a long nose, Pinocchio
Bro-bro turnt on a drive, rodeo
Could’ve caught him a air, man
Took it to the chest, Amiri logo
Old school, you know what the bro’s been known for
Known for doing up man so awful
Huncho ended up on that scoreboard (Huh?)
I didn’t have to make one phone call
Got a four-door truck like a Mario Kart
Been doing it like we in Tokyo (Nyoom)
Used to walk for my own postcode, now I’m screaming fuck my own postcode (Yeah)
I don’t like pictures, I don’t like promo
I feel like M Huncho, I don’t like photos
I was in the bando bagging up Rolos
Hands on her brown like I’m tryna do cornrows (Ah)
Yeah, I got famous, now they want rondos (I did)
Got to tell ’em, “No way,” like I’m from Oslo (Turnt)
They got me phased by the warzone
Box come in crates like I got it from Costco (Let’s get it)
(Why?) We all know the opps love socials
Why you think—, shh, got shot with a Canon?
And the next opp got shot with a GoPro? (Turnt)
Handy got a long nose, Pinocchio
Bro-bro turnt on a drive, rodeo
Could’ve caught him a air, man
Took it to the chest, Amiri logo
Old school, you know what the bro’s been known for
Known for doing up man so awful
Huncho ended up on that scoreboard (Suh, suh, suh-suh-suh-suh)
I didn’t have to make one phone call
Got a four-door truck like a Mario Kart
Been doing it like we in Tokyo (Nyoom)
Used to walk for my own postcode, now I’m screaming fuck my own postcode (Yeah)