[Intro]
It's death to them
And I mean all disrespect, you get me?—tch
Fuck you been talkin' about? Every fucking week
(Fuck 'em up, Krash)
And I act like I don't love the hate but I do, you get me? (Fucking with myself, trust, fucking dickhead)
Sharpen that knife ting, you get me?
Real sharp, yeah-yeah, draw me out, innit, anyone?
Fuck it, draw me out, I don't care—tch
Dickhead, fuckin' dickhead

[Chorus]
And I love my brothers but I hate these n***as (Chyeah)
If I was God, I would take these n***as
I'm lookin' around, who made these n***as?
Got the top cut, I'm 'bout to shave these n***as
Trust, nobody can save these n***as
Dry clean them, I'm 'bout to stain these n***as
All I left was the pic', I framed these n***as
World-famous, I still can't name these n***as

[Verse]
And I love my brothers but I hate these n***as (Chyeah)
I got blood in my hands like a sick head (Chyeah)
Runnin' 'round late night like a bishead
Who I sound like now? You dickheads
Who I sound like now? You dickheads
This rap shit just ain't for me, I wish that somebody warned me
And I just can't be like Stormzy, it's too late, no one can save me
I just can't be AJ Tracey, on the stage, I'm covered in Paisley
On the stage, I'm covered in blood (Chyeah)
Anything I do, they callin' me Thug
Anything I do, they callin' me Carti
Just call me Giggs, I'm talkin' the hardest
Brand new stick, I'm walkin' the hardest
Brand new stick, I walk with the army (Chyeah, chyeah)
Got a brand new stick, I walk with the army
(Got a brand new sti—, chyeah)
I bet you didn't know I was ready for war
Bet you didn't know I was ready for war
Can't sleep unless I pour up a four
Everyone dead, how I settled the score (Chyeah)
[Chorus]
And I love my brothers but I hate these n***as
If I was God, I would take these n***as (Chyeah)
I'm lookin' around, who made these n***as? (Huh?)
Got the top cut, I'm 'bout to shave these n***as (Dickheads)
Trust, nobody can save these n***as (Hey)
Dry clean them, I'm 'bout to stain these n***as (Bitch)
All I left was the pic', I framed these n***as
World-famous, I still can't name these n***as (Chyeah)

[Outro]
No drugs, fam
That's what was slowin' me down, I was smokin' weed
Thinkin' I was cool with you n***as, fam, I'm not
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
I was smokin' weed and fucking think-thinkin' everything was cool and I was cool and I liked it but I don't, I don't
I'm fuckin' lying to myself, I don't
I'm on my ting, on my own
Dickhead