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undateables - blazer boccle lyrics

[verse]
my baby mum’s not letting me see my son and i’m feeling p*ssed
told sales “don’t ring back asking how long i’ll be if you owe man ticks”
i had the astra then i crashed her, now i do graft in a vectra
told sales that i don’t do testers, ask around it’s the best of t’besta
i’ve slept with girls way below my standards cause i know they’ll be grateful
so when i bang f on her card and leave her, i know she won’t be as hateful
i were taught not to run but when i got jumped, it were not so fun
got my shades on, looking like bronson’s son
ah wah di bumba, man can’t question my hunger
givе a sale one line and hе went under
man have the pumper, size of an oompa loompa
that girl with a big bumper
what’s your number? why you got a face like thunder?
tell a gyal “cool” just like cucumber
you’ve woken a beast from a slumber
guess what i got tucked under my jumper
ay caramba, make gyal sweat like zumba
me and my boy like timon and pumbaa
do you ever wonder if you could do what you want to?
how many man? i might dump her, dump her, dump her
you think that you could but you couldn’ta
that gyal know that i want her
but if i could have then i still wouldn’t have
my baby mum’s not letting me see my son and i’m feeling mad
i tried to tell her “look at how me and you have ended up”
trust, he needs his dad
i send a text out, “drop off anywhere and i’ve got decent bags”
none of my old relationships woulda worked out
cause i love to sleep with slags
i’ve slept with girls way above my standards
but they wouldn’t ever have me
cause they all have decent jobs and families, but i act way too trappy
i were taught not to swear but then i got old and i lost my care
got my shades on, looking like bronson’s bear
i’ve got problems, gyal wanna fix ’em
so they talk fiction until i hit ’em
they don’t wanna pillow talk bout who their mates been linking
and which dealers tick ’em
and how they were victims when their baby fathers l!cked ’em
it makes me wanna cut off my ear like vincent
but i still listen cause i’ve got work put down in the kitchen
i’ve got white like tom, d*ck and harry
and i’ve got brown like leroy, winston
bipolar, my mood keeps switching
what’s the difference between addiction and affliction?
listen to my depiction
i speak with diction, put the key in ignition
i whack sales in cupra’s, peugeot’s, vauxhall’s, citroen’s
i never said that i was rich or that i flip boxes
but in a job interview, i don’t tick much boxes
girls say i’m toxic but they still let me bang off their coccyx
make gyal sweat like crossfit and i know bout light like optics
my mum tried to stop it
tell sales “step into my office, i’ve got the softest”
food for breakfast, i’ve got the frosties
ring up and ask what the cost is
birds give me topsies and then i’m offskis
unless she says where her loft is and lets man crop it
i’ll act cushty for three months and when it’s hanging, i’ll rob it
one hundred percent profit
my life in’t sweet like toffee, it’s addictive like coffee
i’m unavailable, i’m unsaveable, i’m untameable, i’m incapable
i’m insatiable, i’m insane, paid in t’rave with a full bag of drugs
they make me pure hateable, i look shameable and ungrateful
she loves me but i’m not capable, i told her that i’m undateable

- blazer boccle lyrics

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