Been a bad boy since Chip was in secondary school-ah
Cool-ah
Coolest (Yeah)
Mum didn't raise no fool
That would be foolish, yeah
Been a bad boy since Chip was in secondary school-ah
Cool-ah
Coolest (Yeah)
Mum didn't raise no fool
That would be foolish, yeah
[Verse 5]
What ya mean? What ya mean? (Greaze)
Go on then, go on then, said you got a laser beam
You can't even afford a good pair of jeans
Like Krept I got cream, what d'ya mean?
How they gonna lift my skirt
When I never wear no dress?
I know your girl's impressed
You can't war me, it's too risky
I'm like whiskey
God forgive me if I burn his chest
[Verse 6]
Yeah, yeah, here he is
They're like, "Bruza, where you been?"
Been minding mine, been blind to the BS
Not watching or hearing it
Bruza, culminating blows to your nose (Get me)
Bruza, culminating blows to your nose
Bruza, flat cap, mic in my hand
Dominating
Get me, get me
[Verse 7]
Serious
You're not serious
Family ting, yeah, Fast and Furious
Wanna get serious?
Let's get serious
If not, I'll come to your rave
Quick on my Js
Then spit in the rave like kick in the place
Spit in your face
Man will piss on your grave
For the disrespect 'cause I am serious
Boy better know (Shut your mouth)
[Verse 8]
Who?
Nice
Get down
Overproof bullets I'm sending force
Then I roar, then I'm Jack Black
Leather gloves, there I go again
Brrrah from far (Who?)
Front of the car (Who?)
Back of the car (Who?)
Under the car (Who?)
28 shots from far
When I move in the middle of night
I'm still grim in the night
Chatting and bragging about, mmm yeah
Chatting and bragging about, one, one
Chatting and bragging about, stop, wait
Chatting and bragging about (N-O-Vuh-duh-duh-duh)
Chatting and bragging about lyrically ming
You want to clash, but you're gonna get tucked in
You don't wanna war with the N-O (Vuh-duh-duh-duh)
You will get hit with the, mmm yeah
[Verse 9]
How wi do
Step pon dem inna mi size 10 shoe
When you see the Anunnaki walk through
Big tune drop and bwoy fi get slew
Begging a bredda fi try diss my gang
Begging a bredda fi try diss my crew
Telling a bredda fi don't step inna mi quarter
Telling a bredda fi don't step ina mi shoe
[Verse 10]
Yow! Stone cold kwenger
Bun dem, you know mi got pepper
Bare carbine when I put bars together
Ayo, the Grammy dun deya, uahh!
Lightwork whenever I work, no pressure
Murder, you know seh a mad ting, mi bredda
Shell a verse, grime ting, no acapella
Cah we cold like the UK weather, dem dead
Written by: ADENUGA JOSEPH OLAITAN, D Dixon, D. Cornwall, D. Harriot, Darren Jason Dixon, J Clachar, J Coombs, Jahmaal Noel Fyffe, Jamie Adenuga, Jendor, Jermaine Orlando Coombs, Joseph Adenuga, K Kancam, Kingslee James Maclean Daley, Kwadwo Quentin Kankam, M Momoh, M. Viera, Marc Veira, Michael Boakarie Momoh, Peggy Lee, S Barkah, Shaun Barker, Victor Young