Tech Fleece Talk

Lyrics

Intro
(Yeah)
Hood up
Hands tucked
Chat loose
Get touched

Verse 1
See you in that tracksuit
Think you’re top boy
Loaned drip
Flexed tags
You’re a shop boy
Whole block know your size from the stock room
You just model in the mirror for the restroom

Talk crud online
In the flesh you’re quiet
Said you’re outside
But your postcode private
Rental on the ‘Gram
That’s your “new address”?
Only keys that you hold got a branded S

Say you’re on smoke
You ain’t lit one match
Said you’re in the field
That’s a five-a-side patch
All that “on drill” chat
You’re a mascot
Whole fit match
But your work rate backdrop

Chorus
Nike tech don’t give you techy
You’re just soft in a comfy set
G
Big drip
Small heart
That’s dead
Whole suit grey
But your name’s red
Nike tech don’t give you status
You’re just broke in the latest trainers
Big tag swingin’ off your chest
But you ain’t got credit
You’re in debt

Verse 2
You don’t bang
You refresh the feed
You don’t slide
You just slide in DMs for a read
You don’t step
You do TikTok feet
Whole crew cosplay
You ain’t from these streets

Said you’re up now
“big man wages”
But you still borrow lunch
Split payments
Nickname “WiFi” ‘cause you drop when it’s peak
Full bars online
In person you’re weak

Lil’ mascot
Always front row in the picture
Never in the story when it’s pressure
You’re the type to zip hood when the sirens sing
Only time you move mad is a boxing ring

Chorus
Nike tech don’t give you techy
You’re just soft in a comfy set
G
Big drip
Small heart
That’s dead
Whole suit grey
But your name’s red
Nike tech don’t give you status
You’re just broke in the latest trainers
Big tag swingin’ off your chest
But you ain’t got credit
You’re in debt

Bridge
You’re just cloth with a logo
Bro
All that bark
You’re a choked-up choke
Tracksuit tight
But your story loose
All that talk
But you can’t produce (nah)

Chorus
Nike tech don’t give you techy
You’re just soft in a comfy set
G
Big drip
Small heart
That’s dead
Whole suit grey
But your name’s red
Nike tech don’t give you status
You’re just broke in the latest trainers
Big tag swingin’ off your chest
But you ain’t got credit
You’re in debt

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Intro
(What?)
You dissed a tracksuit?
You’re reachin’
Fam
Listen

Verse 1
Man’s talkin’ ‘bout cloth ‘cause I bruise his pride
You ain’t on job
So you dress code-ify
Chat ‘bout tags
But your tag still tucked
You’re the one with receipts that ain’t addin’ up

You diss my fit
‘cause your funds don’t fit
You’re allergic to drip
That’s a budget itch
Said I’m soft in a suit
That’s cap
I’ve done laps in this fleece you can’t map

You talk “outside”
But your route’s one street
I got patterns in the postcodes you won’t tweet
We ain’t equal
You’re jealous of the cut
I got opps in the flesh
You got drafts in the junk

Chorus
You’re mad at a tech ‘cause you can’t afford it
Mad at the zip ‘cause your line got sorted
You rate my style
That’s why you