[Verse 1: Swift]

Devil face, I think she's a devil

Plastic nine but the four is metal

Wax on with the oil or Dettol

Making money like my uncle Neville

I'm with Kane, we never came to wrestle

Likkle trade, team powered by petrol

You're too 'fraid man never came to get you

Sideways, man used to respect you

Do the road and I do it in fresh boot

More champagne make the gyal dem get loose

Uck faces, wanna see man's bedroom

Opposition wanna see man dead too

Likkle brap, that's a dustpan, ain't got a broom

Tell a gyal give me hmm and she say I'm too rude

If I say I need to lick it then I'm talking a move

Dem boy love kiss up the boobs and hmm

Had the same dot dot from boys in the hood

That's no pop pop, only boom boom

Ex-gyal vexed but my new gyal good

Likkle sketty redhead wanna ride man's hood

[Chorus: Swift]

Devil face, I thinks he's a devil

Love the streets so she won't settle

He's a neek but he's acting special

Talking Ps till the robbers get you

In the ends with the skets and skengs too

New friends, you forgot your old crew

High-streeting, man know man's local

Let the workers network their social

On the block, all anti-social

All these women wanna come get social

Normal people think say man's so cool

[Verse 2: Littlez]

Man are teefing the Section sound

Wait there cause we back in town

Warfare, I ain't backing down

Big dargies, I roll with hounds

Young G, tell dem bring that round

Fat larma in mumzy's lounge

Selling both, I had white and brown

Big yard with the mandem now

I hit the booth in my dressing gown

Deep end, yeah, them man would drown

Fast live, I've been swerving 'round

Flashbacks when I splash mine

In the ding dong and then burn it down

Nighttime in the day

Peng tings, they wan' stay

Lay it down, no delay

Gyal give me uck in my Js

Any weather, man march

Trap, get the money like May

On the road to get riches

Nah, nah, I ain't losing my way

Blowing green till a man goes grey

Sideman, yeah, them man love hate

I just tell 'em fuck what they say

Bang early, dem man dere late

Still certi, not that much changed

Upsuh, I got gyal from kway

Jezebel, she can't be my bae

I dash her out with her dirty ways