[Produced by The HeavyTrackerz]

(Twerk Boys)

Nobody rates you

Nobody, nobody

Nobody rates you

All of these nobodies

Used to be Splurgeboys

Now you're a twerk body

Nobody

Nobody, nobody rates you

Nobody rates you

Nobody, nobody

Nobody rates you

All of these nobodies

Used to be Splurgeboys

Now you're a twerk body

Nobody

Nobody, nobody rates you

Nobody rates you

Nobody, nobody rates you

Nobody rates you-

Alright, alright, Splurgeboys. Are you really pulling out the clash? Like, what's this, man?

Like, I thought you were producers, bruv. They're just nothing but little girls, man. Stand up in the war, yeah?

(Twerk Boys)

[Lay-Z]

Oi Splurge, your bars are dead

Your flow is dead, your creps are dead

Your clothes are dead, your beats are dead

Your mix is dead, go to your engineer, tell him what I said

Go to your dad, tell him what I said

Make him look at these waste MCs that he bred

About you wanna stand up in the war

Trackerz, we paint the whole town red, yo

Forget all the pointless talking

Splurge get shook anytime Trackerz walk in

Kill off any Splurgeboy, no more warning

General, we make the Splurgeboys fall in

Talk bare greaze? Cuz, who you fooling?

The state of these Splurgeboys, fam, it's appalling

Everyone acts like them man are balling

Get to the rave, bodies start stalling

Yeah, got a couple tings outside

Ting plus five, watch 'em get 'em all in easy

Go through the back, I bring the tool in

Amateurs, Splurgeboys, they need a schooling

Yeah, can't be my name that you're calling

Man will just start 50 and Ja Rule-ing

[?] my bruddas, yeah, we can start ruling

Man know we defend the team like Smalling

Trackerz, we paint the whole town red, yo

Trackerz, we paint the whole town red, yo

Trackerz, we paint the whole town red, yo

Trackerz, we paint the whole town red, yo

Trackerz, we paint the whole town red, yo

[Outro]

Ahh, bruv, that's light, that's light

You man ain't ready, man, 'llow it, 'llow it