From them dodgy streets

Not everybody eats

They say Hollowman

That nigga bodies beats

If I tell em "jump"

Watch them wallies leap

Yeah, that thing that dumps

No, it wasn't cheap

Had the game on my back

Back was hurting

E went dead for me

Crack weren't working

Blap-blap that person

That MAC got working

Clap-clap that Kangol

Flat-cap version

They hated Giggs

It's rap that swerved them

Like-like "fuck that yout there

And scrap that version"

Shit ain't over

So-so crack that curtain

You just lack that certain

You're like the plastic version

Seizing his destiny

Go get them keys off the bed for me

Them geezers are dead to me

Man'll really put Ps in his head for me

Man'll really put sweets in the TEC for me

Man have really got street niggas next to me

All them villain OG niggas F with me

And your Little Bo Peep is a sket to me

I said that's not me, they wanna Skepta me

Bitch niggas can't get to me

Quick, write a cheque to me

These moist niggas wet to me

This bitch keep texting me

Told [?] to me

It's just sex to me

D-dirty dungeons

Thirty youngers

Copped that strap for

Thirteen hundred

Man's statistics

Are certi numbers

We're them 30 dumpers

Lost cause we turned his compass