Shit, Oi kung fu, ya know what im saying
In the studio i'm like chopping shit up
Pow, oi, what? listen up
(*barks), (*barks), (*barks)
Look
This that hip hop, grime trap
Pop rap, boom bap
Get licked in the face with a baseball bat
Get your wig splat (splat)
The feds took my shit
I'll get the shit back
Yet the whip crashed
Got the whiplash
Got the money now
I got the compo, whoa
All my yobs are composed
They lost like control
Don't want us to grow
I got the compo's
They block like condoms
Got thots in condos
They taking off clothes
They want the strong though
Don't skip the gun
I jump the barrell
Like Donkey Kong hoe
You know what they say
About the man who's got the long nose
Getting head at gigs
Got bitches on lock though (woah)
What now? (what now?)
Every ting lock off and lockdown (lockdown)
And if the ting pop off
And nine man pop out
Everybody gonna get shot down
Shut down (pow)
What, what, what, what?
What now?
You don't wanna get knocked out (bow)
In the playground
With the play 'round
One bang to your jawside
Tell 'em stay down
Come 'round with the stick out
Tell 'em lay down
Makes sense
We don't make pence
We just make pounds
Photo but your grey side
It's a shame now
Stakeout with the guns out
Till the suns out
Spray rounds
At your mums house
Till the sons out
Take out
You can just hear when to come round (woah)
This that hip hop, grime trap
Pop rap, boom bap
Get licked in the face with a baseball bat
You can get your wig splat (rrrrah)
Real mic wrecker
Tell you when it's over
Yeah i'm never sober
You don't give me cro
I hit you with a crowbar
Similar to a cobra
I'll be spittin' venom
I'm a heavy smoker
Smokin' blue cheese
I'm a cheese blower
Real mic wrecker
Call me Jack the ripper
Liquor in my liver
I will get my dick sucked
Put that shit on Instagram (*wretches)
Ho! Its the man who gets pissed up
And then dis-gusted with the big ups
So he hits up his fans
I mean he hits 'em
Bitch slap 'em
Bitch rappers
Make man do a backflip
He'll kidnap 'em
Tell 'em shit happens, pricks! (shit happens)
Kill the shit raps you spit (listen)
Out your shit chattin' lips (dickhead!)
You don't click clack
You a big bag o' clits (*barks)
Kiss this crack
Your clicks whack
I'll spit at you pigs
Like give back
That big bag of piff
This that good (eh)
This that good (*barks)
This that
This that
This that
This that
This that hip hop, grime trap
Pop rap, boom bap
Mandem soon land
Get licked in the face with a baseball bat (wow)
Feds took my shit
I'll get the shit back
Yet the whip crashed
Got the whiplash
Got the money now
I got the compo (woah)
I'm the goat, you're just trollin the net
I'll cut your throat, if you don't show me respect
You don't know me, you know we ain't friends
You didn't pay the toll, you can't roll through the ends
Ain't scared of no one, you ain't posing a threat
Wanna talk about girls with my bro's going nowhere
Without one ball two posts and a net
You're too worried about what you post on the net
I don't write lyrics I fly seagull's
These go over your head
Kill all the opps, and take a moment to rest
Pray for their girls for them
Roll up a cone and then open a coke
While i'm toastin' Corona to those that are dead
Then phone up the mandem like "yo what's the motive again?"
What you rolling from opp
Then you're closing like hoes at events
Real shit, no one's closer than them
They know me from when I was broke
Doing road, crackin' joke on a bench
Three man chip in, and then go get a benz
Probably thinkin' that we older, we grown into men
Sorry boys, fuck changin', we upgraded
Blowin' smoke in a Benz, coastin'
On the South East coast, oi you can bet (woo)
It's still Class A
I am a soldier for them (ay)
Say what's happ'nin' to the captain
And hello to the begs (hello)
Hello to the begs
You know what it is
This that hip hop, grime trap
Pop rap, boom bap
Mandem soon land
All i hear is fuckin' shank this
Shoot that
Coke, crack
Food, flats
Who's that?
With two gats
Stop actin' like its gang gang
Cause you ain't Wu-Tang
And this ain't T...
Oi, uh, alright I fuck, shit I fucked it up, OK i'm done
Fuck
