Letra da Música Image Ting (Feat. Fem Fel) de Krept And Konan

I'm fly, higher than a pole vault
Always designers on my torso
You run out of paper for more clothes
I run out of space in my wardrobe
Selection of garms... normal
Collection of Pradas also
One Gucci belt and they all boast
My Gucci collection costs lord knows
Fly, you're the opposite, you're a jellyfish
I believe I can fly, R. Kelly shit
I got better kicks than Essien
Better jeans than my relatives
I got cheddar sitting all around me
I keep missing programs when I'm out G
(You don't have to keep missing them you know)
Oh yeah... I got a television in my Audi!
Man's asking me for drugs like I work round the chemist's
Gucci coat with the fur round the edges
The kinda swag that'll get your girls out her leggings
Outta that new nipsey dress
In 60 secs
Gucci hat, Gucci scarf on
Fam I'm spaceboy fly, Louis Armstrong
So if your boys are fly, then my guys are [?]
You pricks couldn't walk a mile in my shiny [?]
Can't see the swag that I'm carrying
Fresh polo, man's sitting on a stallion
And I'm probably out, tryna wrap moves
So you'll probably catch me in a tracksuit
I look up in the sky, I'll be still parachuting by
Coz even in a tracksuit I'm looking super fly
So it's far from a choice
How can I be moist
When my tracksuit's superdry

[Fem Fel:]
Niggas talking about swag I'm the main man you crazy
Looking like I've been making money since the 80s
H on my belt, it ain't nothing coz I get it
And don't ask a nigger the price I didn't check it
Form unclears
Gun clear
Walk in the club niggas looking like it's unfair
Don't cop what I cop it's gonna misfit
I got mad jeans, nigger I'm autistic
Niggers copping what I threw away about a year ago
Why [?] I don't know I just laugh like there you go
Rappers wearing ice looking nervous
Chill. I bought my wife pricier purses
You can't compete with the veteran
I threw away the chain guess what I got the kettles in
These niggers can't settle in my circle
We both like Ralph Lauren but mine's purple