[Intro: Dizzee Rascal and Frisco]

Yeah, big Fris

Yeah yeah

Oi, you're doing too much out here

Way too much

You just got take it easy, I dunno what all the fuss is about

Ha ha

Raskit

Trus'

Frisco, D Double

Hey

[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal]

That's too much

I ain't gotta gas too much

Get cash, I don't flash too much

Get gash, I don't bash too much

'Cause I lash too much

Big whip I don't crash too much

Quick dip and I dash too much

Two-fifth on a dash and stuff

That's too much

I ain't gotta gas too much

Get cash, I don't flash too much

Get gash, I don't bash too much

'Cause I lash too much

Big whip I don't crash too much

Quick dip and I dash too much

Two-fifth on a dash and stuff

[Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal]

Got a lotta bottle, look at him he's coddled

Midnight black V12, got my black airmax putting pressure on the throttle

Far from subtle

Whole lot of fuss and kerfuffle

Me, I just skate, I don't scuttle

Move like a red hot knife through butter I don't want no debates, spare me the rebuttal

One punch knuckle, moon in the place, no balloon in my face

Rudeboi, I don't shuffle

Wish I would've learnt 'cause it looks like fun but I really gotta hustle

Got a bit of fat hanging off a lot of muscle

Love a bit of mussel with a white wine sauce in a bit of tagliatelle with a little bit of truffle

Don't get your feathers in a ruffle

I remember I was in the manor with my second hand garms and my creps all scuffled

Now I'm fresher

Stay firm, don't break under pressure

Test me and I turn the aggressor

And I'm straight down the line, no messer

Peng tings sittin' at the dresser

She's peng and I wanna undress her

She just wants to be the one, god bless her

And I ain't gotta spend a whole lotta P to impress her

[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal and Frisco ]

That's too much

I ain't gotta gas too much

Get cash, I don't flash too much

Get gash, I don't bash too much

'Cause I lash too much

Big whip I don't crash too much

Quick dip and I dash too much

Two-fifth on a dash and stuff

That's too much

I ain't gotta gas too much

Get cash, I don't flash too much

Get gash, I don't bash too much

'Cause I lash too much

Big whip (Fris) I don't crash too much

Quick dip and I dash too much

Two-fifth on a dash and stuff

[Verse 2: Frisco]

Wait (hold on cuz)

Say my name, that's carrying weight

Got no patience, I don't wanna wait

And I hate when the weed man makes man wait

Wait hold on cuz, you better chat to your donny

Can't diss man, I come tell man sorry

Get the wake-up call, no Phillip or Holly

'Cuh I carry weight like a ten tonne lorry

It's mad on the road side

Haters are hating, I think that I know why

Man wanna chat but for that I got no time

Try know that it's showtime then home time, yeah

Them man over there still doing too much

We got so much hands in pies fam

How could we be losing touch?

It's all mad when I go on

Flow's so cold make a MC put his coat on

Man wanna violate, that's gonna go wrong

There's nobody in the world I told on, nah

'Cuh where I come from we don't chat to police

You little foot fetish MCs taking Ls

Must have a taste for defeat

[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal]

That's too much

I ain't gotta gas too much

Get cash, I don't flash too much

Get gash, I don't bash too much

'Cause I lash too much

Big whip I don't crash too much

Quick dip and I dash too much

Two-fifth on a dash and stuff

That's too much

I ain't gotta gas too much

Get cash, I don't flash too much

Get gash, I don't bash too much

'Cause I lash too much

Big whip I don't crash too much

Quick dip and I dash too much

Two-fifth on a dash and stuff

[Verse 3: D Double E]

Bidibupup, it's me-me

I ain't gonna say too much but when I'm on a riddim I do too much

Me and Dizzee Rascal done too much

MCs try but they can't do much

Can't forget about Boy Better Know, about Frisco

Murk the houseparty and disco

Back in the day I was taking the piss

Always been at the top of the list

But I don't wanna hype too much on Insta

Nah, I don't like too much

Skrr, on the Kawasaki Ninja

But nowadays I don't ride too much

Hit him with a ratata, hit him with the bluck-bluck

I don't wanna fight too much

Never about, 'cause I fly too much

Can't remember, I spoke too much

I've been Amsterdam so many times

Certain man must think that I'm Dutch, gas

Accelerate on the clutch

Music scene, man keep in touch

First class, us man are on board

When I'm on a riddim, you never get bored

Don't know we got tucked away and stored

On point, razor sharp like sword, 'cuh

[Chorus: Dizzee]

That's too much

I ain't gotta gas too much

Get cash, I don't flash too much

Get gash, I don't bash too much

'Cause I lash too much

Big whip I don't crash too much

Quick dip and I dash too much

Two-fifth on a dash and stuff

That's too much

I ain't gotta gas too much

Get cash, I don't flash too much

Get gash, I don't bash too much

'Cause I lash too much

Big whip I don't crash too much

Quick dip and I dash too much

Two-fifth on a dash and stuff