Aystar
GRM Daily, Daily Duppy
Scousematic
You know what it is
Listen
Follow me, tell me if you feel me
I think niggas is tryna peel me
Like I'm a fruit but I ain't having it
I'm a real G
And I conceal
G blades and firearms is what I be hidin in me coat
When its time to blow
And I know
Shit gets hot, and when its hot nothing stops
Man are still running in crocs with Glocks, asking for boxes
They operate in Wavertree and [?]
Got the blocks gassed with the waps
I spit, got the wap that spits 16s like I do
Anytime I hear a sick beat
I'll be at your Ken like Ryu, have you running like Dmitri
When I'm running round these streets
Dumping off these sweets
Start a niner to your pagan, Ima slap one of his cheeks
The game's full o neeks
Thats why I 'ardly fuck with noone
And I don't need noone, I can do it on me own don
So don't get it twisted when I reach out, its cos I feel your shit
I like that shit that makes you wanna pull your piece out
I'm a beast, man are like hows he do it?
He keeps a scouse accent but flows so fluent
I call it practice and a gift from up above
You couldn't spit this shit on time even if you had it dubbed
See me in the club, I got a couple goons with me
Got goose up in my cup in case you wonder why I'm tipsy
You're only drinking cider bro
Man you need to fucking chip g
Man are going in over here bro and you're looking piff
Not a penny in your pocket
Why the fuck you in the club
You came in a cab and now you're leaving on a bus
Its all mad
He didn't even keep a fiver for his cab
Its all backwards, I just don't get these niggas
Dumb ballers, its like they're all pep these niggas
Spent your rent on your shoes
How does that make sense
I don't care if you make it back g that was money for your rent
Your shoes ain't got a roof on, red bottom Louboutin
Fuck that catch me sitting in a meeting with a suit on
Talking like a businessman, Timberland boots on
I don't fuck with nuttin flashy
But I might just step the levs up
Now fuck it where's me trackie
Fuck it Louis belt and hat g
Man I'm tryna own a house by the time I'm like 30
But I'm only 22, so I've gotta put in work g
Beef I'll get to merking
Beats I straight merk em
So if you want collab thats 5 50 for a verse
Unless you're certified
These little nerdy guys
With like 200 followers
Talkin like they're from Merseyside
Will you collab?
Lookin for a fucking bring in
Nigga you aren't getting noticed and its best you start dinging or some shit
Harsh game thats why I've got a drum clip
Full of lyrics for these critics
Tell a hater suck two big dicks
Think I give a fuck about you?
Catch me on 1 Xtra with Charlie Sloth I'm in the booth
See me in the back of the club, Im in the booth
With that girl you're tryna flag thats why you're hating on a yute
Nigga please step your game up
Hating arse nigga
Nuttin but a lame fugg nigga I dun came up
Check the freestyles on YouTube
Check the movie roll
Check Scousematic and go and tell who you know
That the scouse boys about, putting 'pool on the map
I 'ardly get time to write because this food haffi get bagged
And distributed
I ain't in the mix with stupid
Little kids or stupid little bitches when I hit them
They'll be getting hit by Cupid
Nigga these flows that I come with are just stupid
Splat one at your diss for being stupid
Grime daily