Tinie Tempah, Skepsis & Carla Monroe - Eat It Up

I came to blow out your systemIt's getting ravey, so whip it upI got the keys to the kingdomIt's getting wavey, so eat it upI came to blow out your systemIt's getting ravey, so whip it up (yeah)I got the keys to the kingdomIt's getting wavey, so eat it upWac-wac-wacky racer in a TaycanThey've got chains, I got eight cars full of AcersBack when all I wanted was to spit an 8-barNow I got two restaurants and a share in eight barsTurbulent turbulence, everybody stay calmWhen I say we blow it up, shit, atomic napalmWay I make her hips whine, coming like a snake charmLost my mind, head gone, think I'm gonna face-plant, yeahI came to blow out your systemIt's getting ravey, so whip it up (yeah)I got the keys to the kingdomIt's getting wavey, so eat it upI came to blow out your system (yeah)It's getting ravey, so whip it up (yeah)I got the keys to the kingdomIt's getting wavey, so eat it upI-I-I'm a grinder, superstar writer (whoo!)Beyoncé, Kelly, and Michelle, I'm a survivor (yeah)Used to go to Napa to see Viper and HyperRemember when they wouldn't book us for a fiver?Now when we live, everybody get hyperPatek wrist, Skepsis got 'em like "Rah!"Doing numbers, need a hundred on the pie chartAnd when they ask me where I'm from, Ọmọ NaijaI came to blow out your systemIt's getting ravey, so whip it upI got the keys to the kingdomIt's getting wavey, so eat it up (whoa)I came to blow out your system (yeah)It's getting ravey, so whip it up (yeah)I got the keys to the kingdomIt's getting wavey, so eat it up(Rah!)It's getting wavey, so eat it up (yeah)It's getting wavey, so eat it up (yeah)