Walk on a set which prick am I baxxin
Them man coming like Sophie Aspin
Listen up broski, ya favourite mc does know me
Ask him, jabroni blast him
Clart mans claret while I'm maxing relaxing
Quick 5 bills nah it ain’t too taxing
Grab mans blade, slash mans face
Hashtag names & we just got the packs in
Talk all the shit that ya like but ya broke
And I know that my bank got racks in
PayPal racks in, wardrobe racks in
Just checked Ditto, thats got racks in
Your bedrooms never gonna have plaques in
I’m just waiting for my gold one to land in
Getting views ain’t new for me
But for you it’s a mad ting sad little has been

Want war are you sure? That’s death televised
Real recognise rеal but ya not recognised
You ain’t evеr left man curl on the floor
Then ran down more cah ya still energised
Fuck upstairs blood who the fuck cares?
Lef a mc down where they found Pennywise
Clown start I’ll turn ya ends South Park
Fucker burn brother errr I'll watch Kenny fry
Go to ya funeral bro this is beautiful
I be tha reason that they bury guys
Squeeze this spesh turn evil dead
Zombie killer so I figure evil never dies
Go to ya grave like every other day
To look at ya stone like “bro get a life”
Can’t trust him cah he says Inshallah
Knowing full well that he’s gonna tell a lie
Walk on a set which prick am I baxxin
Them man coming like Sophie Aspin
Listen up broski, ya favourite mc does know me
Ask him, jabroni blast him
Clart mans claret while I'm maxing relaxing
Quick 5 bills nah it ain’t too taxing
Grab mans blade, slash mans face
Hashtag names & we just got the packs in
Talk all the shit that ya like but ya broke
And I know that my bank got racks in
PayPal racks in, wardrobe racks in
Just checked Ditto, thats got racks in
Your bedrooms never gonna have plaques in
I’m just waiting for my gold one to land in
Getting views ain’t new for me
But for you it’s a mad ting sad little has been

Kill a new gen then violate olders
Sticks & stones, break bones, fling boulders
Them man are peasants about respect legends
How could I care with this loaded volvers
Numbers game they can’t chat to me bogus
Stats don’t match when I’m checking the folders
Talk too tough thinking ya rough
But you ain’t got round slapping soldiers
They ain’t ever been chill sat in the yard
G’s them outside smoking tree’s them
Feds pulled up so man got shook on some joke ting
Ran back in my yard
Now I’ve got boy them swamming my yard
And I know I’ve got the scram in my yard
That time I was prang in my yard
But they never found it so it’s straight fuck them
Walk on a set which prick am I baxxin
Them man coming like Sophie Aspin
Listen up broski, ya favourite mc does know me
Ask him, jabroni blast him
Clart mans claret while I'm maxing relaxing
Quick 5 bills nah it ain’t too taxing
Grab mans blade, slash mans face
Hashtag names & we just got the packs in
Talk all the shit that ya like but ya broke
And I know that my bank got racks in
PayPal racks in, wardrobe racks in
Just checked Ditto, thats got racks in
Your bedrooms never gonna have plaques in
I’m just waiting for my gold one to land in
Getting views ain’t new for me
But for you it’s a mad ting sad little has been