[Intro 1: Dappy]

You ain't racist, you got black friends

I ain't racist, I got black BM's

[Verse 1: Dappy]

Fuck it shout out to all my niggas that's locked in the slammer

I was singin' and rappin' before Drizzie

I was the Boy in the Corner before Dizzie

I got 2 packs of that loud with me and the drivers cool so imma light up a biggie

Fuck it let's all get done for speeding 140 BPM's cheating

True say Drake blew up Grime the other night watch how I give this tempo a beating

Fling me the keys to my bike

Who wants to come for the ride (what)

I was in Croydon just the other day

Boys mum was cooking up a storm

Everything was bless try stepping outside

You know what it's like

True say I'm bait

Man wanna try it

I was on the estate

I wish I had a yank

Fuck that, I be going south for my life

When Im in North, everything bless

When I'm in West, I'm a guest

Fuck what you've been through

Stop messing, look at this Wesson

This ain't something that you wanna get into

Swear to god, ask Bizzie and Hypes

When I'm in east I'm nice

When we were at the bar, me and man dropped the strap

In front of his auntie and she was like Jesus Christ

[Chorus: Dappy, Unknown]

Oi Dapps what you doin' thought you were dead

Who me? I've been here getting head new bitches in my bed every night nuttin' less

Cool, Hugh Heff', say less, But hurry up

I've been watching these new yutes on YouTube

And I don't care what anybody said there's nothing they can do You-you're the best

[Verse 2: Dappy]

When ever they're struggling to pay the bills

Sending for me might do them a favor still

But I ain't tryna write a whole diss track 1 Tweet bet I could get a Fascio a major deal

But if you violate and I mean violate

I ain't gunna write nothin' back for ya'

Act like nothin happen' I see you on the road squash it and chat to ya'

I'll Batter ya'

And if you put me on my bum i'll come back for ya' let the whole ends know it's gunna be mad for ya'

I'm a good fella' but i'll have man sittin' outside your house for days like the mafia

I can tell you how your mum looks right now

Little bro's in his room playing on COD

Sisters out the front playing with the cat

So If I were you I'd head back right now

Spin the whip back round it's gunna go down

Come with every man you know

When they see the .44 hanging out the 4 door

All they'll remember is Vaffanculo

You can't fuck with me costga'

Can't you tell by my posture I ain't no popstar

We've been doin' our thing way before the Tarzan thing

Call me young Cosa Nostra