I'm in a dinger and it's remapped, racing got 'em re-lapped
I just seen a beemer and they're trying to get me T-packed
Chopper can you see that? I want a little feedback
Even though I love adrenaline, I don't wanna repeat that
Ragging out a statement, I'm a winner call it dingerland
I'm sick of little pussies, they be gassing they're in Diggerland
I've got to chop it and crop it, I got a bigger plan
Don't want to catch a case, I've got to blend it in a tipper van

I rep Bradford, slums where I come from
Scrapping on a regular, can nеver get a punch wrong
Not the typе of place for love songs
We're getting battered with a truncheon, fuck a piggy bastard
Cushty living like we're Rashford, we're never actors
Where I come from it's full of fucking gangsters
Grab a Cali pack for afters
They say they're for the people but the government are bastards
When the fuck have they once asked us
If we want to have a say in these disasters?
Yeah, (haha), 'cause we be getting laughed on
Take from the poor for the rich no mask on
They be in the slammer for the rammer that they rammed with
They be ringing man up with the Vodafone they crammed in
The pussios are acting, never been on grafting
They be on the pussy man I swear to God they shafting
I'm in a dinger and it's remapped, racing got 'em re-lapped
I just seen a beemer and they're trying to get me T-packed
Chopper can you see that? I want a little feedback
Even though I love adrenaline, I don't wanna repeat that

I got them gassing when they see me in a nightclub
Trying not to drink, 'cause if I do I fuck it right up
And drop a pussy with a right hook
I'm behind the decks, I'm getting suckies and a right fuck
Hits 1AM, I've got to tell them that their time's up
I be on the decks, pass the mic, watch it light up
Drive dingers for a laugh, might catch me on Crimewatch
In the sickest jewels, Balmain, and a right watch
Living in the fast lane, making money fast ways
Know a couple brothers that are stuck up in a mad cage
Making money mad ways, good days, bad days
Could change, can't change, got to stack a fat wage
Picking up the phone on a daily, because it pays me
Cowie got feds trying to chase me
Gallies that rate me, pussies that hate me
I just want to make P's on a daily
And I'm stacking, attacking, I'm never slacking, grab a Cali pack
What's with all the beef? I'll come and see you for a pally chat
I've got them swinging on a tree like an orangutan
Pass over the mic, I'll show you how I make a riddim bang
I make a movement, wanna make my guap
I'll make a cake with notes and put a cherry on the top
And you know I boss it every time the track drops
And if they're coming round to mine, I'm putting rubbers on my (Ah)
I'm in a dinger and it's remapped, racing got 'em re-lapped
I just seen a beemer and they're trying to get me T-packed
Chopper can you see that? I want a little feedback
Even though I love adrenaline, I don't wanna repeat that
When I'm ragging out a statement, I'm a winner call it dingerland
I'm sick of little pussies, they be gassing they're in Diggerland
I've got to chop it and crop it, I got a bigger plan
Don't want to catch a case, I've got to blend it in a tipper van