Zayn Malik
Chanteur

Britannique

Halloween Mask Parody

Beat by: @Merlowbeatz
Makeup by: @gothamfx
Prosthetics by: @Rbfxmakeupgallery
Video & Editing by: @grantmaz

LYRICS:
Heritage age wine
can’t numb it
there’s no sedative
edit the plot line
I’ve said it
the page read it
from Reddit
like online
I’m fed ex
I drop packages
packing
like half paki
I’m Santa
my full sac
sat on the nav
Tracking em
do it with
no backing
I’m man
but the bat
cracking
my
clothes never
known satin
Insanity sat
with a red stick
like rouge
and it’s gone baton
I flew to the coup
fruited the loop
tied off the hoop
Saturn
call me recluse
I didn’t choose
the food.
but it’s still fattening
mad as the hatter,
Hatty the jones
Madeline
floral
like sea bottoms
the coral
it’s so coraline
it’s cobble the stone
breaks the sand
in the storm
bottom line
popping
like green bottles
no bottle to
pop a nine
a proper guy
and kinda shy
when I seen the light
No bravado
eggs
with the avocado
dropped the bitch
Like I’m
Ian with
no machado

take that
not furlough

like Gary Barlow
I gone further
than Robbie
could even cargo

fuck you bitches
I did
what i did

now
I’m running
round my farm

doing shit with my kid

stayed in my own lane coughing
and drank coffee
my brain
It had tea pain.
Feet that have
walked streets
since they gave
me my first name
killing it
from the jump
apparent
from birth days
no parrot
I don’t repeat
can’t fathom
then don’t say
a human
I level up
You keep all
the gold chains
I got all the
cheat codes
like a G with a TA

Persisted no assistance
unable to teach game
i turned all the tables
A fable with no gain
i do this for the fun
I’d do it with no fame descended from the jump the matrix with no strays
like sunlight with no rays

consistently I’m present

I’ll raise it up out the grave insistently I’m stoic
faced with a brain maze
I’m back with a blade runner
Back to the
haze bunner
whatever the weather
brings
like spring
In the may summer
spring still in my step
I’m fighting
like maidana

me and bfd still
repping the cold banner
got a date with fate
and fucking
with no planner

i chill in my own
manor

tighter with no spanner
might never know beta
I’m fucking with all gamma,
Hyping up all grammar

With a slight of touch
That only Midas does
with a silent dust
a silencer
on the violence cuz
I’m living life
the trees and grass
are my bible Bruv
Time moving fast
but I been working
I’m catching up
no contender
I don’t see em
not matching
look
I got the clank
it came with ratchet
I’ll fuck it up