[Intro]
These n***as are mans daughters rudeboi
Fuck you on, tryna man up
Serious
1011K, man know
SplashK, man know
Fuck the opps

[Verse 1]
Anything opp get fucking deaded
Anyone pussy, you man don't leg it
Swing it, dig it, just make sure you get him
Clearly this ute ain't learnt his lesson

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[Intro 1]
These n***as are mans daughters rudeboi
Fuck you on, tryna man up
Serious
1011k, man know
Splash k, man know
Fuck the opps

[Verse 1]
Anything opp get fucking deaded
Anyone pussy, you man don't leg it
Swing it, dig it, just makes you get him
Clearly this ute ain't learnt his lesson
From time YB went pack
You should of started counting blessings
Now you wan' make diss track, some fucking dickhead
You're doomed to regret it
And how's man talking smoke
Please tell me, what have you done you fucking joke
I'll spin man's flow, tell man fuck off leave me alone
Stupid deluded, pussy, you're only acting bad cos you bumsuck Grove
But man live'O wanna bet that this Russian cunt won't make it home

[Verse 2]
Now it's so good come and hold this one
Dusty one she with the chubbiest nose
If I get man bun, them man there stressed cos they know I've won
Ayyy
Some fucking actors, deserve BAFTAs
What a bunch of foolish cunts
But, ayyyyy
Grip my ramsey, come here don't run
Back it out, woosh, inject through lungs
Anything Splash get fucking bun
Man throw K's on them fags for fun
Hand on heart, when they see don't run
How about I this my son
"Go suck your dirty, black, stinking mum."
Some fucking prick who just loves to talk shit
All now I ain't seen or heard
Anything that this bitch has done
But I heard that you love to suck clit with them fuck off lips
Some fucking bocat, you ain't on shit
Your friend's been bored, you still get fished
Talk on my name on my mum's you're pissed
But it's all calm cos I fuck one bitch who knows where you live
Creep up, lay off smoke on your crib
Hand on heart I'm burning this bridge
Fuck that who does the dickhead think that he fucking is, is he fucking mad
Please roll on me, I'd be more than glad, live'O back it up get fucking splashed
Anything Grove gets fucking grabbed
You woke up the devil now it's war you twat, ay

[Verse 3]
And I know you love verbal
But for once, just please, do what you say on tracks
But wait, hold up, who's this doughnut talking 'bout he's gonna get man bun
And I've been in the field so long, all now these 1011 cunts
Still ain't scored, a single one, so L-O-L, that's your luck
When I see you you're fucked
Hop out gun lean get touched
Man's so firm when this thing does bruck
Steady aim, don't run, best duck if the snow get's packed on dust
No cheap, no chip, I'm talking it's strong
Dickhead mix of YB and Vaugez had me fucking gone
I can't lie Splash pack be strong
But, you should've stayed in Russia
Cos when I buck ya, you're fucking dead
Rambo no cover, and this brucker, is really filled with lead
And this waps off safety
When it stutters, you're gonna be thinking that you should've stayed in Penge
But, don't run then slip and buckle up in your whip
Broken neck and feeling stiff, before it flips and you'll end up where your bredrin did
Put it on my life cos you ain't on shit
Next time come better, when you try draw out the kid
Some fucking prick