[Intro]

F Jojo (Jojo)

Ah, I keep seein' this guy

I'm sick of this kid, man

Fuckin' hate him bruv, so annoyin', dickhead

The way he moves

You know what it is? It's like—, ha

[Chorus]

What a loser, when's he gonna lose?

How much more is he gonna do?

Why's he always got a point to prove?

Like (Pfft), have you seen the way he moves?

Bruv, he's gonna lose soon, he's a loser

Boy, I can't wait until he lose, fuckin' loser

Anyone could do what he do

I could be in his shoes, it wouldn't be an issue

Everybody needs to move on from this shit yout, I hate him

Always winnin', like, when's he gonna lose?

[Verse 1]

Who gassed this kid to think his tracks are sick?

Give him plaquеs and shit, and let him act so lit (Prick)

He wouldn't have no chicks without that bluе tick

He ain't bad, he's a prick, and he's five-foot-six

Always breathin' down the mic' every time he spits (Ah, ah)

Bruv, I cringe to my core every time he talks

Kinda kid who robs stores back in primary school (Tramp)

Little BTEC Aitch, at least Aitch is tall (Ha)

He ain't won no awards, can't wait to see an end to him

Imagine bein' friends with him (Fuck that)

If I was his mate, I'd tell him straight, "You ain't meant for this" (Nope)

You've had your little shine now

You should make amends with it, gettin' on my last nerve

He ain't got bars, he just parties and clarts birds

Flies 'round the world first-class with his dargs there

Stays in the charts forever thinkin' he's fuckin' sick, little prick

[Chorus]

What a loser, when's he gonna lose?

How much more is he gonna do?

Why's he always got a point to prove?

Like (Pfft), have you seen the way he moves?

Bruv, he's gonna lose soon, he's a loser

Boy, I can't wait until he lose, fuckin' loser

Anyone could do what he do

I could be in his shoes, it wouldn't be an issue

Everybody needs to move on from this shit yout, I hate him

Always winnin', like, when's he gonna lose?

[Verse 2]

Little one hit wonder, extra small jumper (Ha)

How the scene let him cut through is a blunder

Chavvy as they come, bet his missus is a munter (Ew)

And he only blew from the magic that his mum done (Ah)

Only went viral 'cause of the TikToks

Can't afford a bust down, look at his wristwatch (He's broke)

He ain't got drip, that's why his top's always ripped off

The skinny little twig, he should be keepin' that shit on

My girl was obsessed with him so I left her

Yeah, her life's better now, but I bet it gets worse (Watch)

Hear him in the clubs and I just can't even get turnt (He's dead)

Nah, I weren't noddin' my head, my neck hurts

Nah, I don't follow the kid, it pops up (Trust)

Don't ask how I know where he's been, I'm just smart

And it's hard to escape him (Ugh), I can't rate him

But he's on all my pages, I hate him (What a loser)

[Chorus]

What a loser, when's he gonna lose? (Woah)

How much more is he gonna do? (How much?)

Why's he always got a point to prove?

Like (Pfft), have you seen the way he moves?

Bruv, he's gonna lose soon, he's a loser

Boy, I can't wait until he lose, fuckin' loser (Neek)

Anyone could do what he do (Anyone)

I could be in his shoes, it wouldn't be an issue

Everybody needs to move on from this shit yout, I hate him

Always winnin', like, when's he gonna lose? (When's he gonna─)

[Outro]

Still shit though