[Intro:]

And it's the D.E.Velopment right about now, yeah

Shout out to the Perth massive, West Australia

You know what time it is yeah

[Verse:]

I'm like a light shining with a spark, I'm firing

I'm the one you're admiring, ain't got time for retiring

A lot of people should give up, your time's expiring

If you never done music you wouldn't even be worth hiring

Forget that, I'm on a hire ting

When I listen to music nowadays, everyone's on some Mariah ting

I'm fucked up like the London rioting

Eat MCs alive, ain't no time for dieting

I see fear in Skepta's face any time I direct my eye at him

They don't want to try a ting, I'm dangerous like messed up electrical wiring

Not into no conspiring, I'm letting off like a machine gun firing

I used to rate The Godfather highly, now you just don't inspire me

All these MCs starting to tire me, I'll shut down any dance entirely

You're not, you're not winning

I've been doing this ting from the beginning

Why the fuck you wanna to act like women?

I'll make 'em all fidget when I leave man spinning

I'm not gonna leave Bugzy alone, send couple bugs to your home

Always talking half hearted like say you got bugs on your phone

When I say wun mi long fung den jung winsen, it's like getting shotgun slugs to your dome

Man better watch their back, better mind out when you go clubs on your own

I get about like a floating spirit

Like drinking a bottle of Courvoisier and driving a car, I'm over the limit

I don't give a fuck about speed cameras, I go over the limit

Make your adrenaline rush, like knowing you're smuggling drugs on a jail visit

I don't like feminine thugs that are dressing in rugs, nah I'm not with it

Put you in a suplex like wrestling, very unsettling, basic physics

If you want pills or ketamine, anything, phone my phone I'll be there in minutes

Like when I touch mic in the rave, make everybody put their hands in the air in minutes

Yeah, I'm ready, don't care about radio or telly

Come back from the dead like Makaveli

When I start to MC I get butterflies in my belly

I told you already, book me for a show 'cause I'm worth every penny

I'm not messing around with no other drinks, just give me Courvoisier or Henny

Henny, Courvoisier or Henny

Asked man for the clash but they don't want any

I don't want to hear no stupid excuse 'bout you don't want to clash 'cause I'm not necessary

My bars are dirty and smelly, overly shelly, make your legs go jelly

A lot of people are watching my thing, so I got to keep it steady

[Outro:]

Yeah, and that's it yeah, hold tight the fuckin' Perth massive once again, we're not fucking around

The D.E.Velopment, shout out to the UK massive

Wunsen