[Intro]

Oh no

Look

[Verse 1]

You mascot for a team that you know don't like you

I don't like you cuh I ain't like you

44 in the 4 door, time you bang it man, 'llow it man

You only shoot with your cameraman

Chippy don't run, this ain't house, I ain't shuffling

Me, I play clean, not dirty, still I'll shovel him

Heart? You ain't got any, but legs, you had many

You chicken, you ain't on nuttin', you run when it's peri peri

Hot, boy, hot, boy, it's getting hot, boy

Why you in the crew? You'll never be the top boy

Act bad boy, you been watching too much Top Boy

It's Mr. Went Pop, boy, I let it pop, boy

If I ran like you, they might expect that shit

That's why I've been rushed, I don't take that shit

You're a gunman? We don't expect that shit

ABCDFG, check that shit

When I saw you was humble, why you lying? Take it down

You wanted to talk, not the other way around

I was waiting for the .44 to come out

I see it in you eyes, you ain't on what you're rapping about

You a fraud nigga, cameras go on and you go crazy

You ain't even gangsta for Mr. Oopsy-Daisy

Dumbed it down quick, double pounds quick, true shit

True colours, show no white flags in my blueprint

What I got from Sony, you will never get

So bun your advance, here's a reality check

Cash Motto bars in the bank you can get

You a fraud spitting air, that's an AC on legs

Lord of the Mic, lord of my yard, you can't damage me

Can't buy clashing ability with your salary

Jammer put a price on his head, he can't challenge me

I'll clash him and thrash him and give the money to charity

Show-money went up since Daddy put you on?

Why not say thank you instead of running your gums?

You are not a shooter, you a apple crumbler

Looking like you trying to tell Hulk "take my number"

I'm Jamaican, a weh de rarse wed di bumba?

This light brick should have breast and a bumper

You love talking guns with no intent

This actress should've been in The Intent

Lying to the people, you are not about it

Who drops their food on the floor and makes a song about it?

Lies this way, you need to chill, darg

Hey running man, the Olympics are in Brazil, darg

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Always acting like you can't see them

That's why I'm calling your bluff, you a speng

You ain't never aimed at a human with a skeng

Listen, on songs, be yourself, man, it's nothing

You ain't even shout suck your mum when you were dussin'

Biting off more than you can chew, too glutton

Biggest song's about yourself, you ain't on nuttin'

Even if you rap-back, can't change the facts, fam

Never once said I was, but you are not a badman

Pinocchio nose, and your pants on fire

Everyone at Visions that night know you a liar

Young boy, you don't have to lie on every tune

There ain't nothing wrong with not trying to be a goon

Cuh if you're Mr. 44 in the 4 door

You ain't meant to fight Hulk or write bars you fi shoot

See it in your eyes, you ain't one with yourself

You don't even back yourself, humble yourself

Chippy, I'm a smart guy, not a geek

About neek, you don't even smoke weed

[Outro]

Peri peri sauce

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