
Click - ICU
UK grime

Click - ICU
UK grime
Lyrics
Intro
“.... nah ... nah…
man’s day was cursed from the start”
“Bruv, lemme run you through it....”
Producer Tag Pause 1 Second
I See You Made This
Hook 1
Late, late — stressy, stressy (skrrrt!)
Toast went black, messy, messy (nah!)
Tea bag popped, heavy, heavy (oi!)
Day start mad, edgy, edgy—
Verse 1
Alarm didn’t ring, phone died in the night
Jumped out bed, one sock, no sight
Boss man rang, said, “Where’s your life?”
I said, “I’m five mins,” man’s hair ain’t right
Rushed to the kitchen, brekkie’s a flop
Toast came black, kettle went pop
Peng ting texted, “bring hash browns quick”
I said “babes, I ain’t even found my kicks”
Ran to the bus stop, vibes all peak
Tapped my card — decline, no beep
Driver’s vex, man’s face went red
Walked it instead, sweat dripping off head
Hook 2
Broke, broke — sticky, sticky
Peng ting mad, picky, picky
Chips came cold, tricky, tricky
Day gone left, iffy, iffy—
Verse 2
Hit up shop for a one-pound meal
Card went blank, no cash, unreal
Peng ting laughed, said “boy, you’re cheap”
I said “nah babes, my funds asleep”
Linked one mate, said “let’s hit town”
Mandem flex, tryna not look down
Saw my ex with her new man flex
I tripped on the curb — big dead, no rep
JD creps had my heart in pain
Picked one up, price tag insane
Peng ting said “rah, man’s broke”
I said, “Nah babes, that’s man’s old joke”
Spoken Break
“Oi nah nah nah nah…
Man tripped right in front of his ex bruv”
“DJ, reload that ting!”
Verse 3
Linked the mandem, plans go wild
Peng ting late, outfit styled
Boss man shut, Morley’s gone dark
Vibes still high, man’s hit the park
Yout on road with his fake LV
Said “real drip,” bruv, tag says Shein
Mandem laughed, nearly spilled my drink
Sprite up nose, bruv, couldn’t even blink
Then bruv, YOU… yeah YOU… you salty prick…
I hope next time you put salt on your chips, the top comes off…
Prick...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Verse 4
Hit the rave, one shot, two more
Peng ting vex ‘cause I’m on the floor
DJ shout “reload,” crowd get raw
Next ting I know, woke up near store
Phone on dead, one crep, no sock
Mandem gone, man’s lost my block
Bank app locked, funds all seized
Mouth all dry, no vibe, no keys
Got home late, curtains closed
Tea bag split, man nearly froze
Life went left but I still got fed
Two-day hangover, back to bed
Outro
“Oi nah nah nah nah…
Man’s stayin’ in tomorrow, beans on toast lifestyle”
End
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