She’s A 10 But… (Remix) (feat. Yung Gravy)

Woah

Got a link in Brum, met her at the Bullring
She would be a ten if it weren't for the accent
If you're wondering what's the attraction
Babe, spin 'round and show 'em the mad ting
I'm a simple man, I'm a London boy
Drink Henny and mix with cola

Day off, 'course I'm not sober
Just called bro like, "What's the vibe What's the agend
Been high since like November
I like my tings nice and slender
Said that we met, I don't quite rеmember

I don't remеmber, what's the agenda
Been high since like November
I like my tings nice and slender
Said that we met, I don't quite remember
I don't remember

I don't like my girl too slender
Need them cheeks that return to sender
Pull up with a bitch that's down-to-earth, wind, fire, like September
Shawty got ass, need suspenders
Hit a lil' back-stroke, now I'm a swimmer
Came for the wood and my bitch said "timber
Left with a splinter (Ayy)

Got a link in Texas, she could be a ten if she just got tested (Woah)
I don't trust these hoes, Up until then I'ma fuck my exes
But if I feel reckless, checking my DMs, fill my gasoline
Wake up with the London ting, she my English breakfast

Got a link in Brum, met her at the Bullring
She would be a ten if it weren't for the accent
If you're wondering what's the attraction
Babe, spin 'round and show 'em the mad ting
I'm a simple man, I'm a London boy
Drink Henny and mix with cola
Day off, 'course I'm not sober

Just called bro like, "What's the vibe What's the agenda
I been high since like November
I like my tings nice and slender
Said that we met, I don't quite remember

I don't remember, what's the agenda
Been high since like November
I like my tings nice and slender
Said that we met, I don't quite remember
I don't remember

I got a thing from a single mom
So I hit Gravy, and he showed me all his selection
She said that I'd be a ten if I texted her back and used some protection
Said "don't judge me", I've got a man, but I don't have any objection
From the south, but Gravy said "careful with a girl from Texas

Gotta move swiftly, girls from the south get a little bit shifty
I don't like fake hoes, I'ma just lay low, sit back, sip my whiskey
Sliding through the east coast, got a few freak hoes, NYC get frisky
I'ma guess you lazy, slide through the states, 'cause Gravy ran through all fifty

Got a link in Brum, met her at the Bullring
She would be a ten if it weren't for the accent
If you're wondering what's the attraction
Babe, spin 'round and show 'em the mad ting
I'm a simple man, I'm an icy boy, I was born in Minnesota
I'm in London, no I ain't sober

Hit my dawg like, "What's the vibe What's the agenda
I been high since like November
I like my tings nice and slender
Said that we met, I don't quite remember
I don't remember, what's the agenda
I've been turnt up through December
I don't like my girl too slender
Booty so mad that I lost my temper, lost my temper

Benji



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Stancombe, Spencer Elmer, Reece Ming Tan
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