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HEAR DAT STYL

3:03drill, UK drill, grime, UK Grime, afroswing Album HEAR DAT STYL 2026-04-02

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Producer, Studio Producer: Natz Ldn

Engineer: Tyrone "IDBM" Edwards

Lyrics and translation

Original

Listen. Bae, don't beat up yourself 'cause you know what I'm on.

Really, I wanted you, but this how a bad man make love songs.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still. -B-b-bae don't make me go grab the whole of

Louis Vuitton then bring you back to a built home where you belong.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still.

-We tried to let go, I had to tell her, "Chill, baby, let's right our wrongs.

" Every now and then you pop back up in my life like. . .

-I hear that still.

-I know your friends don't like me, just like my bredrins don't like you. Ain't tryna spin back home, well, likewise.

-Likewise.

-Listen, back then we were young, so we kept on.

Remember the day when you sprayed that Got2b glue in my face, car wash. I'll never do that shit again.

Let's not pretend we tried to stay friends, so we went back to.

How could you block me on every social platform? That's how you're feeling.

Girl, ain't it been and we've both got pride.

Remember the day when them SUV try pop off our door like Uncle Drive.

Boy told a love with a gaze in my window, ching, and lucky I didn't have mine. Most likely it would've been bye.

Man spun back 'round even though our relationship was love and hate combined.

Bae, bae, don't beat up yourself 'cause you know what I'm on.

Really, I wanted you, but this how a bad man make love songs.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still. -B-b-bae don't make me go grab the whole of

Louis Vuitton then bring you back to a built home where you belong.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still.

-We tried to let go, I had to tell her, "Chill, baby, let's right our wrongs.

" Every now and then you pop back up in my life like. . .

-I hear that still.

-I know your friends don't like me, just like my bredrins don't like you. Ain't tryna spin back home, well, likewise.

-Likewise.

-Listen, that's my stinks, you know what the vibe is. 4 AM and I'm coming to chill. Got a Maghreb hash, I'm coming to bill.

-We can fuck and smoke. -I hear that still.

Brand new ice, can you feel this? Threw out the T to the nearest mill.

Direct me to the nearest band. Tryna outbar me's like clearing sand.

Big soft lips, let me taste it. And my time's rare, don't waste it. You can get a piece of the payslip.

Your body set good, better brace it.

Are you, are you gonna lock this ting here, please? Keep chopsticks in the crib, Chinese. Twin Asics in the whip, Siamese.

You can bring two friends, we can link by threes.

Bae, bae, don't beat up yourself 'cause you know what I'm on.

Really, I wanted you, but this how a bad man make love songs.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still. -B-b-bae don't make me go grab the whole of

Louis Vuitton then bring you back to a built home where you belong.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still.

-We tried to let go, I had to tell her, "Chill, baby, let's right our wrongs.

" Every now and then you pop back up in my life like. . .

-I hear that still.

-I know your friends don't like me, just like my bredrins don't like you. Ain't tryna spin back home, well, likewise.

-Likewise. -Home is where the heart is.

-You know where my heart is. -This is the train to Harlington.

I'm back home, baby. Listen.

Baby, let's right our wrongs. Up in my life like.

Just like my bredrin don't like you.

I hear, I hear, I hear that still, still, still.

English translation

Listen. Bae, don't beat up yourself 'cause you know what I'm on.

Really, I wanted you, but this how a bad man make love songs.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still. -B-b-bae don't make me go grab the whole of

Louis Vuitton then bring you back to a built home where you belong.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still.

-We tried to let go, I had to tell her, "Chill, baby, let's right our wrongs.

" Every now and then you pop back up in my life like. . .

-I hear that still.

-I know your friends don't like me, just like my bredrins don't like you. Ain't tryna spin back home, well, likewise.

-Likewise.

-Listen, back then we were young, so we kept on.

Remember the day when you sprayed that Got2b glue in my face, car wash. I'll never do that shit again.

Let's not pretend we tried to stay friends, so we went back to.

How could you block me on every social platform? That's how you're feeling.

Girl, ain't it been and we've both got pride.

Remember the day when them SUV try pop off our door like Uncle Drive.

Boy told a love with a gaze in my window, ching, and lucky I didn't have mine. Most likely it would've been bye.

Man spun back 'round even though our relationship was love and hate combined.

Bae, bae, don't beat up yourself 'cause you know what I'm on.

Really, I wanted you, but this how a bad man make love songs.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still. -B-b-bae don't make me go grab the whole of

Louis Vuitton then bring you back to a built home where you belong.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still.

-We tried to let go, I had to tell her, "Chill, baby, let's right our wrongs.

" Every now and then you pop back up in my life like. . .

-I hear that still.

-I know your friends don't like me, just like my bredrins don't like you. Ain't tryna spin back home, well, likewise.

-Likewise.

-Listen, that's my stinks, you know what the vibe is. 4 AM and I'm coming to chill. Got a Maghreb hash, I'm coming to bill.

-We can fuck and smoke. -I hear that still.

Brand new ice, can you feel this? Threw out the T to the nearest mill.

Direct me to the nearest band. Tryna outbar me's like clearing sand.

Big soft lips, let me taste it. And my time's rare, don't waste it. You can get a piece of the payslip.

Your body set good, better brace it.

Are you, are you gonna lock this ting here, please? Keep chopsticks in the crib, Chinese. Twin Asics in the whip, Siamese.

You can bring two friends, we can link by threes.

Bae, bae, don't beat up yourself 'cause you know what I'm on.

Really, I wanted you, but this how a bad man make love songs.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still. -B-b-bae don't make me go grab the whole of

Louis Vuitton then bring you back to a built home where you belong.

-I hear, I hear, I hear that still.

-We tried to let go, I had to tell her, "Chill, baby, let's right our wrongs.

" Every now and then you pop back up in my life like. . .

-I hear that still.

-I know your friends don't like me, just like my bredrins don't like you. Ain't tryna spin back home, well, likewise.

-Likewise. -Home is where the heart is.

-You know where my heart is. -This is the train to Harlington.

I'm back home, baby. Listen.

Baby, let's right our wrongs. Up in my life like.

Just like my bredrin don't like you.

I hear, I hear, I hear that still, still, still.

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