Too turnt up
Too switched on
Too wound up
Can't turn off
Am I losing the plot
Feels like i'm the last one
Who hasn't forgotten what's rotten
I keep on stopping
Cropping the top in
Other words it feels like I'm hopping
Cos I'm off balance
I should get off my balance
Wanna say something that matters
But for that I need talent
Not saying I have it
Just a little magic
Is what I manage
To conjure up
I wonder what
So much
It splits my nut
Like a coconut
So I open up
Hope my flows enough
But it's raw and rough
And filled with fluff
About how I puff
So f*ck the crusts
And the cuts
I hope it shuts
Less money more love
Less scraps more nugs
I push I shove
You rip you tug
You're just another socket that I'll un-plug
You're just another grave that will be dug
Wipe the grin of your face don't act so smug
I'll spin your jaw and crack your mug
You're just a bug
That will be crushed
By something bigger than us
This isn't a bluff
But listening to this may cause your head to bust
Or spontaneously combust
These words corrode till your nothing but rust
You'll be left in my dust
You'll be needing a brush
But the whole time you're sweeping you'll know you're never enough
Yeah, Ashton's up in a tune
Touch down on a mic I do
Send you up so high like you land on the moon
Now you're up with the moon
Take a look around at the stars, i'll be there soon
Not with a silver spoon
Just gonna deliver this tune cos
Ashton's out here with the goons
And if you know Double Agent
You know I'm ready for a few, so
Hand me another
Gotta pull up in the zone set the tone now my brother
Take it back to the Summer
When I would show up like
Pull up on a 2 step beat
Pull up at a motive 2 steps in
Looking at the room with a cheeky grin
Cos I know that tonight's gonna be a ting
Dress code casual
Blacked out tracksuit
Let's hope that I don't blackout too soon
Vods I'm used too
No I don't need you telling me who is who
So tell me who is you
At the rate I'm going, whatever you say I'll have forgotten it soon
But go ahead cos you
Where telling who is you
Then I got sidetracked, thought I was seeing two
Seems like it's the point in the night where I won't see this night through
Ashton - Wave Riddim (feat. M.A.C) Lyrics
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Too turnt up
Too switched on
Too wound up
Can't turn off
Am I losing the plot
Feels like i'm the last one
Who hasn't forgotten what's rotten
I keep on stopping
Cropping the top in
Other words it feels like I'm hopping
Cos I'm off balance
I should get off my balance
Wanna say something that matters
But for that I need talent
Not saying I have it
Just a little magic
Is what I manage
To conjure up
I wonder what
So much
It splits my nut
Like a coconut
So I open up
Hope my flows enough
But it's raw and rough
And filled with fluff
About how I puff
So f*ck the crusts
And the cuts
I hope it shuts
Less money more love
Less scraps more nugs
I push I shove
You rip you tug
You're just another socket that I'll un-plug
You're just another grave that will be dug
Wipe the grin of your face don't act so smug
I'll spin your jaw and crack your mug
You're just a bug
That will be crushed
By something bigger than us
This isn't a bluff
But listening to this may cause your head to bust
Or spontaneously combust
These words corrode till your nothing but rust
You'll be left in my dust
You'll be needing a brush
But the whole time you're sweeping you'll know you're never enough
Yeah, Ashton's up in a tune
Touch down on a mic I do
Send you up so high like you land on the moon
Now you're up with the moon
Take a look around at the stars, i'll be there soon
Not with a silver spoon
Just gonna deliver this tune cos
Ashton's out here with the goons
And if you know Double Agent
You know I'm ready for a few, so
Hand me another
Gotta pull up in the zone set the tone now my brother
Take it back to the Summer
When I would show up like
Pull up on a 2 step beat
Pull up at a motive 2 steps in
Looking at the room with a cheeky grin
Cos I know that tonight's gonna be a ting
Dress code casual
Blacked out tracksuit
Let's hope that I don't blackout too soon
Vods I'm used too
No I don't need you telling me who is who
So tell me who is you
At the rate I'm going, whatever you say I'll have forgotten it soon
But go ahead cos you
Where telling who is you
Then I got sidetracked, thought I was seeing two
Seems like it's the point in the night where I won't see this night through
Too switched on
Too wound up
Can't turn off
Am I losing the plot
Feels like i'm the last one
Who hasn't forgotten what's rotten
I keep on stopping
Cropping the top in
Other words it feels like I'm hopping
Cos I'm off balance
I should get off my balance
Wanna say something that matters
But for that I need talent
Not saying I have it
Just a little magic
Is what I manage
To conjure up
I wonder what
So much
It splits my nut
Like a coconut
So I open up
Hope my flows enough
But it's raw and rough
And filled with fluff
About how I puff
So f*ck the crusts
And the cuts
I hope it shuts
Less money more love
Less scraps more nugs
I push I shove
You rip you tug
You're just another socket that I'll un-plug
You're just another grave that will be dug
Wipe the grin of your face don't act so smug
I'll spin your jaw and crack your mug
You're just a bug
That will be crushed
By something bigger than us
This isn't a bluff
But listening to this may cause your head to bust
Or spontaneously combust
These words corrode till your nothing but rust
You'll be left in my dust
You'll be needing a brush
But the whole time you're sweeping you'll know you're never enough
Yeah, Ashton's up in a tune
Touch down on a mic I do
Send you up so high like you land on the moon
Now you're up with the moon
Take a look around at the stars, i'll be there soon
Not with a silver spoon
Just gonna deliver this tune cos
Ashton's out here with the goons
And if you know Double Agent
You know I'm ready for a few, so
Hand me another
Gotta pull up in the zone set the tone now my brother
Take it back to the Summer
When I would show up like
Pull up on a 2 step beat
Pull up at a motive 2 steps in
Looking at the room with a cheeky grin
Cos I know that tonight's gonna be a ting
Dress code casual
Blacked out tracksuit
Let's hope that I don't blackout too soon
Vods I'm used too
No I don't need you telling me who is who
So tell me who is you
At the rate I'm going, whatever you say I'll have forgotten it soon
But go ahead cos you
Where telling who is you
Then I got sidetracked, thought I was seeing two
Seems like it's the point in the night where I won't see this night through
Writer: Mitch Coldwell, Sam Ashton
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music