Coldest Flows

[Verse 1: Little Dee & P Money]
If you don't do music then you wouldn't relate
I go bed late, wake up then get on the wave
An' last night did an eighth and a bottle of Ace
My head aches and I gotta link Manny at 8
Wife is pissed, I been gone a couple'a days
My boss she ain't, I told her I'm coming in late
Set a bath, got side tracked, run it again
Trynna get ready gotta do summit at eight
For fuck's sake, I'm late
Last night, what a mistake, get on the wave
But I can't sit about, I'm no couch potate
Still shutdown stage and vacate the rave
Couldn't keep track of time and fast flay for flay
But it's cool if you saw what man made today
Hater wanna bread so I changed the base
Make up with who boy? I'll paint your face
Been like spag bolognese, I'm covered in sauce
Go radio, leave it covered in quartz
Grime don't work, then I've got it covered of course
But the flows man make man wanna endorse
And these PC nerds wanna come and export
Then my accountants gotta come and extort
Man don't pay brudda, I will come and enforce
Smash windows and search cupboard and draws
Don't come wid dem talk

[Chorus: P Money]
Yo
We make the coldest flows (who?)
You already know this though
Man's got a Roley flow (true)
You already know this though
Sinner, living like a saint
Give man the holy smoke
Give dem the coldy flow
Give dem the coldy flow
We make the coldest flows (who?)
You already know this though
Man's got a Roley flow (true)
You already know this though
Sinner, living like a saint
Give man the holy smoke
Give dem the coldy flow
Give dem the coldy flow

[Verse 2: Little Dee & P Money]
I like women that like rap
I find that girls look good in their vids, can't deny that
DM's slip and slide in, reply back
"Excuse me, can I get right there behind that?"
Polite that I write back, I like that
Turn up three in the morn', I'm the guy that
Knock knock, wakey wakey, good night that
Find the wave and I ride that
It's actually like that, big back girls you know I like that
Sent me a [?] in the studio got side tracked
Lilac, knickers and bra I'll be right back
Go grind [?] give me a ride back
Man ain't staying over like that
Other girls getting upset I don't reply back
If it was Dot Rotten I bet you'd write back
Bruh you must wanna dub talking like that

[Chorus: P Money]
Yo
We make the coldest flows (who?)
You already know this though
Man's got a Roley flow (true)
You already know this though
Sinner, living like a saint
Give man the holy smoke
Give dem the coldy flow
Give dem the coldy flow
We make the coldest flows (who?)
You already know this though
Man's got a Roley flow (true)
You already know this though
Sinner, living like a saint
Give man the holy smoke
Give dem the coldy flow
Give dem the coldy flow

[Verse 3: Little Dee & P Money]
I'm on a mad one
I got a ting from Brum just like Safone
I wouldn't travel that far but I have done
I'm on the M1 drunk with a packed lunch
Think I've done that once I was on a mad one
Car crashed, Dylan even came back once
Had Ed Sheeran singing about that one
What I recall in my side was killing me
But I kept going
I'm a grime aborigine
I turn up to shows and take liberties
I keep flowing away I'm like Skibadee
Metaphors, wordplay, delivery
Lyrically we been cold since endingidi
I keep dropping MC's like oh silly me
One time but there's so many mini me's
Style, techniques and abilities
You lot are killing me

[Chorus: P Money]
Yo
We make the coldest flows (who?)
You already know this though
Man's got a Roley flow (true)
You already know this though
Sinner, living like a saint
Give man the holy smoke
Give dem the coldy flow
Give dem the coldy flow
We make the coldest flows (who?)
You already know this though
Man's got a Roley flow (true)
You already know this though
Sinner, living like a saint
Give man the holy smoke
Give dem the coldy flow
Give dem the coldy flow