[Verse 1: Frisco]
Boy Better Know we got the place in a frenzy
You coming against my team is long and it don't make sense like a friendly
So I done a guy quick like out in a Henry
I got guys all over my flow, I dunno why they all wanna borrow and lend me
I'm stronger than you like the pounds are in pen G
I'll duppy MCs don't tempt me
I'm [?], bars and flows I got plenty, deadout your favourite MC
Yeah I got nought point four for a twenty
And I'm back in the lab, what'd you know about rinsing straps till the whole clips empty
I know nuff man wanna exempt me
But you cannot prevent me
I ain't going nowhere so you better accept me

[Chorus: Skepta & Frisco]
Yo I dare one of these MCs try chat to me bad
And get Boy Better Know mad
Yeah I'm old school like bumping a cab
I can easily make a good day turn bad
So I dare one of these MCs try chat to me bad
And get Boy Better Know mad
Yeah I'm old school like bumping a cab
I can easily make a good day turn bad

[Verse 2: Skepta]
Boy Better Know, it's money making season
Book a flight to New York for no reason
N***as wanna buy a CD, I'm selling it
Go to the radio, give out the phone line number
N***as in Brooklyn are bellin' it
The grime sound, I'm spreading it
I know I've got a big head in it
You better mind I don't come to your show and Hot 97 it
We can do it London stylie and Rinse it
Fuck it we can Heat FM 96.6 it
Maximum don't mix it
I wanna break them up so bad not even Jimmy could fix it
So you can stir it and whisk it
I'll start spitting out fire like a .38 biscuit
I don't know why they wanna try clash this showerman, not even Rooney would risk it
[Chorus: Skepta & Frisco]
So I dare one of these MCs try chat to me bad
And get Boy Better Know mad
Yeah I'm old school like bumping a cab
I can easily make a good day turn bad
Yo I dare one of these MCs try chat to me bad
And get Boy Better Know mad
Yeah I'm old school like bumping a cab
I can easily make a good day turn bad

[Verse 3: Frisco]
What's wrong with this yute, it's on for this yute
Diss me now it's all long for this yute
I ain't gonna blaze him, you won't be able to save him when I drop a bomb on this yute
So carry on talking
You're a prick I ain't seen you win the [?] once with a drive-in, ridin' or walking
Stop stalling
Can't you see that you're already falling, I put my all in
Everybody knows that I've been a skeng MC from morning
Send for your best mic man I will lick that down just call him
Frisco's on a mad one, .45s you ain't had one
What you know about Sidewinder sanctuary letting off bare shots with a handgun
9 mill you ain't banged one

[Chorus: Skepta & Frisco]
Yo I dare one of these MCs try chat to me bad
And get Boy Better Know mad
Yeah I'm old school like bumping a cab
I can easily make a good day turn bad
So I dare one of these MCs try chat to me bad
And get Boy Better Know mad
Yeah I'm old school like bumping a cab
I can easily make a good day turn bad
Yo I dare one of these MCs try chat to me bad
And get Boy Better Know mad
Yeah I'm old school like bumping a cab
I can easily make a good day turn bad
So I dare one of these MCs try chat to me bad
And get Boy Better Know mad
Yeah I'm old school like bumping a cab
I can easily make a good day turn bad

[Outro: Frisco]
Yeah blud
Frisco, Skepta
And don't think man don't hear your little sly remarks ya kna
Say suttin' to me, I dare one of these MCs say suttin' to me
Yeah man got the bars, think man ain't got the bars
Man got bars
Man got beats
Man got mixtapes
It's nothing cuz