Born Pahuldip Singh Sandhu in Forest Gate, Steel Banglez grew up in Newham, east London. Raised in a Sikh family, he was surrounded by traditional Indian instruments such as harmoniums and tablas as his mother was a music teacher.
Fashion Week feat. AJ Tracey & MoStack
Steel Banglez Lyrics
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The Elements
Shit, shit, look
She smell like Yves Saint Laurent
My garms are from Italy, I feel like the Don
Paris Fashion Week, I'm watching Louis Vuitton
Saw her favorite rapper, listen, now she feeling my song
I might jock you for your bredrin, I Don't need ya
Her exes always tryna follow, I'ma lead ya
Her body tight, she looking hot up like a fever
Got me looking eager
I only trust girls on days that Don't end with a Y
Don't ask why, you can't ever see trust
Catch up, you could never keep up
Wrist froze if I ever freeze up
You no say we flex and cheques so we like, like
You know she money, man, it's like you turned blind eye
Ooh, five bags that's a bad night
Ooh, we getting money now she like, like
Fucked her with the blindfold, she ugly like me
She no say nothin', she just thought I was a freak
You can get a crackin' when I see you on the streets
No like a nigga, you Don't want beef
You know that they do this for real, mama (for real mama)
You know that they catch and they kill, mama (mama)
You know that I'm feeling your style, mama (style mama)
You know we got a lot for the whole summer
She smell like Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
My garms are from Italy, I feel like the Don (I feel like the Don)
Paris Fashion Week, I'm watching Louis Vuitton (Louis Vuitton)
Saw her favourite rapper, listen, now she feeling my song (she feeling)
But everything she do is for the media (for the media)
I might jock you for your bredrin, I Don't need ya (I Don't need ya)
Her exes always tryna follow, I'ma lead ya (lead ya)
Her body tight, she looking hot up like a fever
Got me looking eager
Remy in my cup got me seeing every peng ting twice
Now I'm feeling nice, no mixer, just ice
She said I'm too cold, baby, that's the ice
Free my niggas that are scrubs doing deals for the rice
You're taking pics but will you back the beef?
I'm a VIP, for real, with these stacks on me
Tryna beef with who I love, that's a catastrophe
'Cause we came up from the mud like it's Glastonbury
Fendi on my belt match my pretty brown miss
And my Henny's super red, that's some expensive brown piss
She said she wants tequila but I ain't about this
I Don't really drink Patron when I ain't around miss (ain't around miss)
And I hate makeup, that's your choice though (choice though)
Rest assured, you can't get up in this Royce though (no you'can't)
I'm up on all of my opps as far as points go
'Cause no one's copping what we're copping with this coin flow
She smell like Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
My garms are from Italy, I feel like the Don (I feel like the Don)
Paris Fashion Week, I'm watching Louis Vuitton (Louis Vuitton)
Saw her favorite rapper, listen, now she feeling my song (she feeling)
But everything she do is for the media (for the media)
I might jock you for your bredrin, I Don't need ya (I Don't need ya)
Her exes always tryna follow, I'ma lead ya (lead ya)
Her body tight, she looking hot up like a fever
Got me looking eager
(Oh yeah)
(Ooh yeah)
(Got me dreaming like)
(Oh oh, oh oh)
(Oh oh, oh oh)
She smell like Yves Saint Laurent (Yves Saint Laurent)
My garms are from Italy, I feel like the Don (I feel like the Don)
Paris Fashion Week, I'm watching Louis Vuitton (Louis Vuitton)
Saw her favorite rapper, listen, now she feeling my song (she feeling)
But everything she do is for the media (for the media)
I might jock you for your bredrin, I Don't need ya (I Don't need ya)
Her exes always tryna follow, I'ma lead ya (lead ya)
Her body tight, she looking hot up like a fever
Got me looking eager
Steel Banglez
The Elements
“Fashion Week” by Steel Banglez is a song about superficiality and the obsession with material possessions. The lyrics describe a luxurious lifestyle, with references to high-end fashion brands such as Yves Saint Laurent, Louis Vuitton, and Fendi. The singer is attending Paris Fashion Week and encounters a woman who is only interested in fame and attention. The lyrics suggest that she is willing to do anything for the media and that every move she makes is calculated for the public eye. The singer is attracted to her, but he is aware that she is not interested in him. Instead, she is enamored with his celebrity status as a rapper.
The song also touches upon themes of trust and loyalty. The singer admits that he only trusts women on days that don't end with a “Y.” He indicates that he is involved in a dangerous lifestyle, and he cannot afford to trust anyone. He also boasts about his wealth and power, claiming that he can get any woman he wants, and he doesn't need anyone's help. However, he acknowledges that he is no better than the women he encounters, as he admits to using blindfolds during sexual encounters and engaging in risky behavior.
Overall, the song is a critique of the superficial culture of fame and luxury. Steel Banglez paints an unflattering picture of the people who pursue it, suggesting that they are shallow and narcissistic.
Line by Line Meaning
She smell like Yves Saint Laurent
Her scent is reminiscent of Yves Saint Laurent perfume.
My garms are from Italy, I feel like the Don
My clothes are from Italy, and it makes me feel powerful like a Don.
Paris Fashion Week, I'm watching Louis Vuitton
I am observing the fashion designs of Louis Vuitton during Paris Fashion Week.
Saw her favorite rapper, listen, now she feeling my song
After she heard my song, she became attracted to me since I became her favorite rapper.
But everything she do is for the media
Her every action is for publicity purposes.
I might jock you for your bredrin, I Don't need ya
I might steal your friend, but I don't really need her in my life.
Her exes always tryna follow, I'ma lead ya
Her previous boyfriends continuously attempt to catch up to her, but I am now in control.
Her body tight, she looking hot up like a fever
Her body is toned and attractive, arousing me.
Remy in my cup got me seeing every peng ting twice
After drinking Remy, I am seeing attractive women twice (as if there are double the amount).
Now I'm feeling nice, no mixer, just ice
After drinking enough, I am now feeling good; no mixer just straight ice.
Fucked her with the blindfold, she ugly like me
I had sex with her while blindfolded, and felt a connection with her since she felt unattractive like me.
Rest assured, you can't get up in this Royce though (no you'can't)
Be assured that you cannot ride in my Royce car.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Che Wolton Grant, Keven Wolfsohn, Pahuldip Singh Sandhu, Samuel Daley Montell
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@FactsOnlyTV
2023 & I’m still bumping🙌🏽.. they don’t make them like this no more🤞🏾
@blakesooly2722
Let’s be honest, we need a Steel Banglez album or mixtape.
@fatherfoosh777
An EP is coming apparently!
@safwaan1x632
He told me on dm he’s working on suttin
@AB-cn6iu
Hes been making bangers for over 10 years now that EP would be hard
@sparklingwater1641
@Saf did he aye?
@safwaan1x632
Sparkling Water yeh I wished him happy birthday and he replied late he said ‘sorry for the late reply I’m working on a album’
@B1Baller
THIS SONG IS SO NOSTALGIC I USED TO BANG IT OUT BACK IN THE DAY 🥶🥶🥶💫💫💫
@anakin-stalker
Ayo?
@TharsanJeyachandran
man is acting like 2019 was over a decade ago.