Chat - Jaykae, Local

I go back like Suncity Ravers

When the bouncer said no trainers

Versace shirts and Moschino skirts

And the Alizé came in flavours

Smoke weed in little red papers

Nike shops cuh there weren’t no Vapors

'Nough complaints from the neighbours

Well I say they just haters, 'cause I got

Gyaldem chat, mandem chat

Champagne chat, tracksuit chat

Gucci chat, bad boy chat

Bring it in and I’ll bring it back

I got gyaldem chat, mandem chat

Champagne chat, tracksuit chat

Gucci chat, bad boy chat

Bring it in and I’ll bring it back

I said bring it in and I’ll bring it back

Four missed calls, I’ll ring him back

Give her this and then give him that

I got the gift of the gab with a wicked chat

I get a sambuca and then lick it back

Lick off your head like a cricket bat

Spliff full of green with a bit of fag

I say, «Yo, DJ, where the riddims at?»

I want classics, champagne in plastic glasses

Gyaldem with the fattest asses

They go mad for the backstage passes

I stepped in with the vintage fabrics

Come through like Mr. Bombastic

I make this all mandy and magic

Weren’t no Snapchat, never had gadgets

Lemonade money, with class A habits

But we still get by

I go back like Marty McFly

Ain’t partied 'til ya partied with I

When the club shut, man, still party at mine

Yeah, we still get high

I go back like Marty McFly

Ain’t partied 'til ya partied with I

When the club shut, man, still party at mine

I go back like Suncity Ravers

When the bouncer said no trainers

Versace shirts and Moschino skirts

And the Alizé came in flavours

Smoke weed in little red papers

Nike shops cuh there weren’t no Vapors

'Nough complaints from the neighbours

Well I say they just haters, 'cause I got

Gyaldem chat, mandem chat

Champagne chat, tracksuit chat

Gucci chat, bad boy chat

Bring it in and I’ll bring it back

I got gyaldem chat, mandem chat

Champagne chat, tracksuit chat

Gucci chat, bad boy chat

Bring it in and I’ll bring it back

I love chillin' with people who don’t smoke weed

'Cause then I get more of it

I might pop champagne and pour a bit

I might fly 'round here and explore a bit

I love chillin' with people who don’t show greed

'Cause they can have all of it

And if I like it, swipe it, order it

You can have that one 'cause I’m bored of it

I love ravin', I’m not sayin' hello when I’m wavin'

I’m still spendin' my dough, I’m not savin'

And they follow the road that I’m pavin'

I don’t know one thing 'bout behavin'

I ain’t tryna go there if it’s rainin'

You got gains but what are you gainin'?

You spent the whole of the last year trainin'

But I still look your girl when I came in

Yeah, we still get gyal

I go back like Kenan and Kel

Ain’t one of them mans that beat 'em and tell

Got my yard man, don’t need a hotel

Yeah, we still get gyal

I go back like Kenan and Kel

Ain’t one of them mans that beat 'em and tell

Got my yard man, don’t need a hotel

I go back like Suncity Ravers

When the bouncer said no trainers

Versace shirts and Moschino skirts

And the Alizé came in flavours

Smoke weed in little red papers

Nike shops cuh there weren’t no Vapors

'Nough complaints from the neighbours

Well I say they just haters, 'cause I got

Gyaldem chat, mandem chat

Champagne chat, tracksuit chat

Gucci chat, bad boy chat

Bring it in and I’ll bring it back

I got gyaldem chat, mandem chat

Champagne chat, tracksuit chat

Gucci chat, bad boy chat

Bring it in and I’ll bring it back