Why your face like that? Bitch I said I'm mardy Got me in a glass can People ****ing jar me S'why I don't go party Man should be loved up Sipping on the good stuff But I'm on Bacardi Pissing in the corner Is that your coat? Sorry Not sorry really mate Don't get ****ing arsy Man don't want the answer Man don't wanna ask me Specially when I'm ****ed It's like I'm chatting in Farsi Man don't need an army Man don't need hired goons Ca I got a yardie Couple man from Cameroon Couple man from Ghana Gyal that look like Betty boop Blazing marijuana Outside of the Wetherspoons After backing 20 brews Attitude stinks Man don't give a shit What dem man think Stop preeing my green Stop preeing my drink Stop preeing my plans Cos it ain't what you think It's a trick **** who you link **** what you got Man like you need That blue pill you're a flop Bro you ain't even Hot you're just pop And you'll open your gob To the cock for the spot that they got I Piss on my territory just like a fox Shit in your ends make you smell Who's on top,Why your face like that? Bitch I said I'm mardy Got me in a glass can People ****ing jar me S'why I don't go party Man should be loved up Sipping on the good stuff But I'm on Bacardi Pissing in the corner Is that your coat? Sorry Not sorry really mate Don't get ****ing arsy Man don't want the answer Man don't wanna ask me Specially when I'm ****ed It's like I'm chatting in Farsi Man don't need an army Man don't need hired goons Ca I got a yardie Couple man from Cameroon Couple man from Ghana Gyal that look like Betty boop Blazing marijuana Outside of the Wetherspoons After backing 20 brews Attitude stinks Man don't give a shit What dem man think Stop preeing my green Stop preeing my drink Stop preeing my plans Cos it ain't what you think It's a trick **** who you link **** what you got Man like you need That blue pill you're a flop Bro you ain't even Hot you're just pop And you'll open your gob To the cock for the spot That they got I Piss on my territory Just like a fox Shit in your ends Make you smell who's on top I don't give a **** I ain't never been prison Bro I am so driven My chauffeur's a cop Not Say they're on your squad But they're not Op Gyal trying to feel up my cock Thot Don't think I won't tell my gyal She's incredibly feral So flirt at your peril bitch You done know what's What Mikie done got his stash locked Off Up on my rocking chair In front the safe With a glass full of rum And a sawn Off You chatting big bass like an 808 Brother We been rocking 808 since 88 You looking beef Come see me Get your steak baked At the border of the line Where the Jake's wait For the 25th time Don't be belling my line I got heads that'll serve You on the estate Little bro better mind Don't be acting their size 'Ca dem man'll serve You up if you move bait I don't trust niggas Niggas never trust me Con em and pay em simultaneously Don't give a **** You hate me or you love me No mediocre, you'll remember Trust me! Bro I'm a scholar Using knowledge angry Man's Winston Churchill All you ****ers Nazi Mate I'm the soap And all you ****ers nasty Mate you'll get scrubbed Until you see the cranberry Bro my shits fancy But you're shits pansy What's your name, Nancy? Couldn't give a crap, yeah Man's legs akimbo Next to the window On the ground floor With my shots and my endo I'm an old Caribbean geeza Still got a cutlass by the freezer Dun know Mans wanna take over the world I said "Come bro" I'll get on that dictator shit Right after the Hennessy's done tho! Making moves in the Umbro And Stone Island, in a Punto Got them coppers pulling Up EDF goons Ca the niggas don't look so Yeah I don't do ticks Cos I ain't on no Mo Farah Shit when you owe dough Roads a democracy You could chat to Po-Po Your choice, bro bro! Just know, certain places That you can't go so Snitches get stitches Man and bitches know so Menu on a text Brother that's a no no Yeah I know you got A burner but I'm 15 Pro I ain't even tryina listen What these bitch teens know Come and chat to man When you got a 630 Come and chat to man When you flipping 6 kilo That camera on your forehead Don't mean you'll go pro! (No no, nigga no)! You chatting big bass like an 808 Brother We been rocking 808 since 88 You looking beef Come see me Get your steak baked At the border of the line Where the Jake's wait For the 25th time Don't be belling my line I got heads that'll serve You on the estate Little bro better mind Don't be acting their size 'Ca dem man'll serve you up If you move bait! I don't give a **** I ain't never been prison Bro I am so driven My chauffeur's a cop Not Say they're on your squad But they're not Op Gyal trying to feel up my cock Thot Don't think I won't tell my gyal She's incredibly feral So flirt at your peril bitch You done know what's What Mikie done got his stash locked Off Up on my rocking chair In front the safe With a glass full of rum And a sawn Off You chatting big bass like an 808 Brother, we been rocking 808 since 88 You looking beef, come see me Get your steak baked At the border of the line Where the Jake's wait For the 25th time Don't be belling my line I got heads that'll Serve you on the estate Little bro better mind Don't be acting their size 'Ca dem man'll serve You up if you move bait I don't trust niggas Niggas never trust me Con em and pay em simultaneously Don't give a **** You hate me or you love me No mediocre, you'll remember Trust me! Bro I'm a scholar Using knowledge angry Man's Winston Churchill All you ****ers Nazi Mate I'm the soap And all you ****ers nasty Mate you'll get scrubbed until You see the cranberry Bro my shits fancy But you're shits pansy What's your name, Nancy? Couldn't give a crap, yeah Man's legs akimbo Next to the window On the ground floor with my shots and my endo I'm an old Caribbean geeza Still got a cutlass by the freezer Dun know Mans wanna take over the world, I said "Come bro" I'll get on that dictator shit, right after the Hennessy's done tho! Making moves in the Umbro And Stone Island, in a Punto Got them coppers pulling up EDF goons Ca the niggas don't look so Yeah I don't do ticks Cos I ain't on no Mo Farah shit when you owe dough Roads a democracy You could chat to Po-Po Your choice, bro bro! Just know, certain places that you can't go so Snitches get stitches man and bitches know so Menu on a text, brother that's a no no Yeah I know you got a burner but I'm 15 Pro I ain't even tryina listen what these bitch teens know Come and chat to man, when you got a 630 Come and chat to man When you flipping 6 kilo That camera on your forehead Don't mean you'll go pro! (No no, nigga no)! You chatting big bass like an 808 Brother, we been rocking 808 since 88 You looking beef, come see me Get your steak baked At the border of the line Where the Jake's wait For the 25th time Don't be belling my line I got heads that'll serve You on the estate Little bro better mind Don't be acting their size 'Ca dem man'll serve You up if you move bait!