They call me baller Bash, I'm a dark skinned yute with a dark heart

I'm on the grind, mashing P's spitting hard bars

Man on road they think I think I'm star, nar

I'm in the hood, the same number like wahgwarn?

Fuck saying mind out, manna barge past

Them wasteman who wanna try and block are path

I'm half Dominican, my other half's Jamaican

(????) Ar' what a raasclaat!

Them pussyoles who tried it, I'll have the last laugh

I'll take away their oxygen, their last gasp

Used to spit for free but now I charge ca'

I race up the M1, I need them fast cars

I need them large yards, look after marge and parge

Fuck a normal job darg, that don't look after far

Wanna invest in art, I'll rip this world apart

I got these streets locked, I'll soon shoot up the chart

Donate to charity? Nar!

Donate to Africa but still fucking girls hard ma

Take off your bra, ta

Your boyfriend is a batty, his cousin is a dick

His best friend is a pussy, he used to stink of piss

But I don't watch them ca, I need to feed my belly

By using my words, get my face on the tele

The worlds on my shoulders, got niggas on my back

Refuse to beg on my knees, they're already black

I need to use my head, I gotta get them figures

But never use my mouth to bait up another nigga

My eyes dem are open, I can see the funds

But never use my tongue, I ain't licking no ones bum

Stick up my middle finger, flick through pinkys with my thumb

My wedding fingers clear, index finger shoots the gun

Bracka, bracka!