[Intro]

Merky ACE

Know what it is

Family Tree

FT

Big up Faze Miyake

[Verse]

All my hoodies are way too big for me

Dem boy dere ain't nuttin' but a kid to me

Dem girl dere act like they're good

You would've been in shock if you saw what they did to me

I got into beef and my mandem rid for me

Ain't no problem that's too big for Tree

Simply, we done that

Load 16 and pump that, back out the ting and slump that

Left a boy dead

It's a guarantee that he cannot pump back

What, did you think we would aim for the leg?

Think that you're safe in a dibby dibby club

No search when I come through looking to slump you

Get your wig shot inna the Blue like Zs

Gloves on, dash that strap, then I step

Then I act shook like I know no better

Like say I weren't the one with the lead

Do what I've gotta to escape those feds

Going on evil, going on dread

But I ain't got no locks on my head

I trap all day, best friends with a Z

'Cause I use that P to invest and spread

Headback's all over the pavement

With a big strap, yeah, I'll shot till the death

But I ain't no worker

For a guy that does sign language, you get what I said?

Always on a hype, nuttin' more, nuttin' less

Sick on the mic, nuttin' more, nuttin' less

Girls nearly vomit when they're giving me head

I'll fuck their mouth till they're gasping for breath

So much spit that it looks like a mess

But I just wipe it off on her dress

I'm not a star

Somebody lied, I've got a knife in the pouch

I get more fucked every time I write a bar

You can ask Ego cause he can vouch

We shut it down when we entered Prague

Let them know how we do it in South

We took FT overseas, I was smoking trees

I had the dirtiest taste in my mouth

Sipping on Mirinda

'Nuff girls wanna smile and wink at us

Come back to the room for a drink up

Shoes on, I ain't getting no splinters

You dun know I've got stripes like Celtic

Bet you thought I was gonna say Inter

Catch me in an Addison Lee, you can't see me like Cena

Cause all the windows tint up

Catch up, likkle yout

I be on a grown ting sprint up

Been repping FT right from the start

So don't question on any likkle link up

Can't you see that my right hand's ink up?

Hate when an eediat's gash act stink up

Man wanna come here hyping to us

Best know we won't tolerate none of that king stuff

Never

And every time I touch down, it's a madness

Man said he couldn't see Family Tree on the map

That's why he got slapped with the atlas

You can't touch me with your bare hands, fam

Know that I'm something like a cactus

People think that I don't like films

Cause I'm always smacking up actors

If I'm not on the beat, I'm out on the street

With a bag that's heavy like Trackerz

Out there all night like campers

In a whip with a ting with zampers

Waiting for these so-called gangsters

Big strap mek a man need Pampers

I told you, it's ever so normal

I shut down shop like trading standards

Pull a next one out of the bag

Bet you any money that it's gonna be dirt

I've got a strap that's in a gym bag

I greased it down and hid it in the dirt

I've never had sex with mud in a bag

But Merky ACE does dirt

I'll be in Lewisham putting in work

While you're sticking your face up skirts

One more time, hold tight Faze

Couldn't forget, hold tight Splurt

Kicks so hard on the beat, they hurt

I've been doing grime nonstop, not pop

So I can't flop, every time I drop bar

Deck gets stopped, I'm on top of my game, you're not

And the flow is berzerk, I've been bad from birth

I've got my style on lock

You wanna try clash me

When you know that I'll be the victor

I bet all my ex-girls finger themselves

Whilst they are looking at my picture

That's about as close as they're gonna get

To eating Merky's twizzler

You get one chance with me

And if you flop, I'll give it to your friend

Or your older sister

Told 'em already and I told 'em again

That you won't see me wifing a ripper

I make fire just like a clipper

In the booth, I'm getting it in, star

I'm the truth, you're just a convincer

My tunes are like some serious typhoons

Your tunes are like some dibby dibby splinter

Merky, I will die for my FT

Put a soul in the sky for my FT

So don't bother try it with my FT

An eye for an eye with the FT

Not just any guys in FT

Shifman and MI are in FT

TK, Ego and also me