[Intro]
It's me
Yeah

[Verse]
I am the grime scene saviour, Rudolph raver
Chick-King eater, T high-streeter, yeah
No boss in this, love sin corporal offices
I'm like, I'm like-like what the fuck is this?
Who didn't think then fucking win?
It's like they forgot all the Logan shows
It's like they forgot Fuck Radios, wait
True talk, Fuck Radio, I'm all over it, their all over Chip
TV ads and built bars like you can't book me for a build, dog
I'm just keeping it real dog
Their still tryna act real hard
I never ever liked your [?] so this must be some real bars
The grime scene is for the frontiers
Too much gun talk, not enough gun man
Too many songs, not enough shows
Too many lyrics and not enough dough like
How can anyone dislike me?
I'm so cool, so smiley
Pop starring but so grimey
Think I can't spit come try me
I'm a trend setter
I'm as [?] as Rotten but I just dress better
I'm a [?], that's more cheddar and you're boring
So I turn you off, fuck all of ya
I tell dem man throw in the towel
Man I got fans like Simon Cowell
I don't wanna stop there, I wanna say more
I'm gonna go house ripping after my tour
Yeah I got some money
But I wanna make more and more and more and more
Cocky as fuck, yeah I take the piss
I'm all that and a bag of chips
Fuck everybody who's chatting shit
When I was 16, you weren't clashing Chip
Now I'm 19, that's major shit (prick)
[Outro]
Yeah
I be [?]