(Part I)

[Intro]

(Ghosty)

[Verse 1]

Oh shit is it, Ghosty's riddim?

Yeah fam, Jme's so sick with it

Yo, hold this listen

You know this isn't patterned

Don't let this flow go missing to the vultures sniffing

Talk 'bout culture, pay attention to who the culture's killing

All the OG's chilling, young G's with it

Man will pimp the ride, yep no Xzibit

Which strap? Pick it

Click-clack, click it

Don't care fam, you won't slap with it

You're shook fam, brick it

This ain't a freestyle

This a 8 style, you'll think DigDat did it

Take man out, under arm lift it

Rip that ticket, hit that wicket

Have a drink, kick back sipping

Not scared of the boogeyman, pick that, flick it

[Interlude]

You wanna listen to someone rough to make you feel rough

Cause' you're not rough

Need to get drapes up by the scruff of your neck

And start learning how to scoff

Think you're all tough, shit hits the fan, man reach

[Verse 2]

I'm cold and hot like chilli, come fuck with me

Catch trolls offline, it's tump up city

Baby mum pretty, so I don't care bout no bum-bum titty

Not a dumb-dumb, silly

I wake up giddy, smile on my face like I won one milly

D-I-Y, yeah man will get busy

Plaster the dents in my ceiling, you know about Chunkz & Filly

BBK shirt, shorts, durag

Fam, my drip's not drippy

I'm bait in the ends like Lickshot Lippy

Flow fire alie but it's not Chippy

Offline fam, it got sticky

Half my supporters are pissed off with me

Fuck the chart rude boy

Tryna make man move like some TikTok nitty

You wanna listen to someone rough to make you feel rough

Cause' you're not rough

(Part II)

[Intro]

(This is the one that Jme made)

(This is the tune that Jme made)

[Verse]

Man are grown up like David Spade

But me and my daughter make daisy chains

Buy Sarah some ladies frames

She knows I'm a catch like David James

I'm a keeper like David James

Ask for the best and I'll say these names

Jahmek, Dushane and James

Aaron, Joseph and Jamie's bait

We don't play these games

Get dashed on the floor like Macy Gray

In training day man will chief man up, then name and shame

Drown a man like David Blaine

Poke hole in your skin like David Blaine

There's a frog in your throat like David Blaine

That's shit on your pants, not gravy stains

Porsche 'cus the Range is bait

True say man ain't got basic taste

Online, haters hate

But you can't tell if the hate is fake

Catch man in the strangest place

Spinning back fist, break his face

They say no pain, no gain

So use this moment to make a change

I played it safe 'cus I forgot the bar, then I sprayed it late

You don't wanna feel Jamie's rage

Grime MC FM's your favourite rave

Street Fighter arcade on stage

Neon logo made it great

Man just says it straight

Everybody eats, take a plate

It's a grave mistake if you sleep on my name like Wakey Wake

My durag ain't making waves

Got the fresh canerow like David Haye

Get a one-two like David Haye

I'm on the ones and twos like Jason Kaye

Indirect, no blatant straight

On a direct ting like David Yates

Don't care if you make it rain

You're still an eediat with Satan traits

And pagan mates, your bars are dead like Lay Z says

I don't take a break

Clocked over your head like Flavour Flav

At the top of the stairs like Flavour Flav

I'm at the top of the stairs like baby gates