Soph Aspin
Thinking He’s Hard [Little T Reply]
[Intro]
Thinking he's hard, yeah, it's Little T
(What? Westy, is that you, yeah?)

[Verse]
Sending for the goon who sent for me
He's thinking he's hard, yeah, it's Little T
Be careful, you're gonna get done
When you see you'll be crying all the way home
Yes it's Josh and he thinks he's sick
Walking 'round like a sly little prick
Like a sly little prick, 'cause that's what you are
Sending for me with your worthless bars
Can't you see you don't belong
You're a stupid little fucking mong
Yeah, you must be mad
You think you're hard, chat shit get banged
You're a funny little kid trying to test me up
But understand pal, either way you're fucked
Can't you fuck off, you need a bath
Go back to your council house, you can't rap
Course if you smack rap, look what you've done
If this is a battle then I've already won
I'll call you the names that are under the sun
You're a wannabe G, kid, go suck your mum
At first this was just a bit of fun
But now you're sending for me, yeah? You're a mad cunt
You're a dickhead, and you think you're mint
You're sending bad threats to your girls like you're it
Calling me a sket, who d'you think you are
You need to stop all this shit, thinking you're hard
I need competition, bro, you're not a challenge
Come back one day when you've got a talent
Come back one day when you've got a talent
Your bars don't even fucking have a balance
Year 8, and you think that you're Bugzy
My dad showed your mum and down there was so steep
Trust me, sending threats and geng [?]
Your lyrics are so shit I can't comprehend
So here you go, Josh, this one's for you
Send for me and I'll send back too
Your mum's a doorknob, everyone's had a turn
Listen to my bars and maybe then you'll learn
Yeah, you pubescent fuck
Josh, oh, you're gay, I heard you liked a suck
If I was you, I'd give up this fight
Everything you do, it just ain't right
We're done, yeah, Josh, fuck you now
And fuck your mum, the dirty little cow
Because yes, I'm the boss
Send for me and get parred, bro, that's your loss
Yeah, I'm not the kind of girl you want to come across
Yo, it's Josh T with his spunky sauce
Sending for a girl called Sophie Aspin
And with her bars she got you gasping
Thinking you're hard with your little crew
But this is a game between me and you
Fact