[Intro]
Beats by Yamaica Productions baby
Rrrr
These niggas are man's daughters rudeboy
12'O or nothing, baby
Fuck you on? Try draw man out
Serious
1011'K, man know, huh
Splash'K, man know
Fuck the opps
Rrrr
[Verse]
Anything opp get fucking deaded
LOL, pussy, you man don't leg it
Swing it, dig it, just makes you get him
Clearly this yute ain't learnt his lesson
[Reload]
[Intro]
Beats by Yamaica Productions baby
Rrrr
These niggas are man's daughters rudeboy
12'O or nothing, baby
Fuck you on? Try draw man out
Serious
1011'K, man know
Splash'K, man know
Fuck the opps
12'O or nothing, baby
Rrrr
[Verse]
Anything opp get fucking deaded
LOL, pussy, you man don't leg it
Swing it, dig it, just makes you get him (Oi, come here)
Clearly this yute ain't learnt his lesson (No)
From time YB went pack
You should've started counting blessings (That's right)
Now you wan' make diss track, some fucking dickhead
You're due to regret it (Some prick)
And how's man talking smoke
Please tell me, what have you done you fucking joke?
I'll spin man's flow, tell man "Fuck off, leave me alone"
Stupid, deluded, pussy, you're only acting bad 'cause you bumsuck Grove (Some gem)
But man live'O wanna bet that this Russian cunt won't make it home (No)
Now it's so good, come and hold this one (Come)
Dusty one, she with the chubbiest nose, If I get man bun
Them man there stressed 'cah they know I've won, ayy
Some fucking actors (Yes), you deserve BAFTAs (Yes)
What a bunch of foolish cunts (Dickhead)
But, ayy
Grip my Ramsey, come here don't run
Back it out, woosh, inject through lungs
Anything Splash get fucking bun
Man throw K's on them fags for fun
Hand on heart, when they see don't run
How about I diss my son?
"Go suck your dirty, black, stinking mum"
Some fucking prick who just loves to talk shit
All now I ain't seen or heard
Anything that this bitch has done (Not one)
But I heard that you love to suck clit with them fuck off lips (Eugh)
Some fucking bowcat, you ain't on shit (Eugh)
Your friend's been bored, you still get fished (Dickhead)
Talk on my name, on my mum's you're pissed
But it's all calm 'cause I fucked one bitch who knows where you live (I did)
Creep up late and smoke on your crib
Hand on heart I'm burning this bridge (Oi)
Fuck that, who does the dickhead think that he fucking is? (Like who?)
Is he fucking mad? (What?)
Please roll on me, I'd be more than glad
Live'O back it up get fucking splashed (Splashed)
Anything Grove gets fucking grabbed (Splashed)
You woke up the devil, now it's war you twat, ayy
And I know you love verbal
But for once, just please, do what you say on tracks (Like please)
But wait, hold up, who's this doughnut talking 'bout he's gon' get man bun (Who?)
And I've been in the field so long, all now these 1011 cunts
Still ain't scored, a single one (Not one), so LOL, Russian luck
But, when I see you you're fucked (You're fucked)
Hop out, gun lean, get touched (Boom, bow)
Hands so firm when this ting does bruck (Bang)
Steady aim, don't run, best duck if the snow get's packed on dust
No sheet, no chip, I'm talking it's strong
Dickhead mix of YB and Vaguez had me fucking gone
I can't lie, Splash pack be strong (Too strong)
But, you should've stayed in Russia
'Cah when I buck ya, you're fucking dead
Rambo no cover, and this brucker is really filled with lead
And this waps off safety
When it stutters, you're gonna be thinking that you should've stayed in Penge
But, don't run then slip and buckle up in your whip
Broken neck and feeling stiff, before it flips and you'll end up where your bredrin did (My bad)
I put it on my life, 'cause you ain't on shit (No)
Next time come better, when you try draw out the kid
Some fucking prick
