text: Rah, its BKay you now
  You know
  I spy with my little eye 
  Something beginning with F 
  Fuckboys doing up net 
  Talking real
  Were the last ones left 
  Suck your mudda 
  I said it with chest 
  I spy with my little eye 
  Something beginning with F 
  Fuckboys doing up net 
  Talking real 
  Were the last ones left 
  Suck your mudda 
  I said it with chest 
  Play dirty
  We dont believe your raps
  Keep thinking your Mr. Muscle
  Til you see the flash
  You dont want bro turning up
  Stolen car, burning clutch
  I hid the mash in my aunties toilet
  Panicking every time I heard it flush
  Morrisson
  They do it for the gram, but they dont do it for their family 
  They bought Loubs for a thousand likes, and his son’s shoes are beat up like Anthony
  Theres a couple real rappers thats actually on it but most of the industrys fake
  The police nicked me then they nicked some of my mates
  I feel cursed, its like a took a picture with Drake 
  Im white, rich and gangster, ask about me, my name holds weight 
  My weeds greener than the back of mans neck , after he takes off his fake gold chain
  Im so East London, Im so West Ham but when its beef man step out with arsenal
  Im the white money making Mitch but my guns light skin like Meghan Markle
  Put your phone down and spill some juice 
  You snooze and you lose cah when we come round you know what we do 
  I could put up some articles from when the surgeons treats on mans wounds 
  All they wan do it for the net and not avenge their friends, some fuckin fools 
  Way before I slapped corn at man , I tested my shank work first 
  Swing that, dig it and turn it , went so good like a man rehearsed 
  The only time I done it for the net , was when a fuckboy ran with his cheff 
  And lord knows that I never had nuttin and the bludclart still done legs
  Other than that, I just shank and kweff
  RV
  I spy suttin beginning with F 
  All of my opps are nerds 
  Judge werent laying no eggs, but he tried give me a bird
  Been a bad boy from birth 
  Man cant tell me bout works 
  I was on the opp block Sunday, tryna catch man comin from church 
  Right now Im just stackin my paper cah you know money come first
  Plug dont come from Jamaica , but the food still got jerked 
  In the penthouse suite with a bad bitch, starting to get on my nerves
  Dressed in Italian fabric: please dont get makeup on my shirt
  I spy with my little eye 
  Something beginning with F 
  Fuckboys doing up net 
  Talking real, were the last ones left 
  Suck your mudda 
  I said it with chest 
  I spy with my little eye 
  Something beginning with F 
  Fuckboys doing up net 
  Talking real , were the last ones left 
  Suck your mudda 
  I said it with chest 
  If I come with Looney , then you know mans angle 
  Buss mans head with a Hennessy bottle , or he might Jack Daniel 
  Had some of your favourite rappers baby mothers on scandals 
  Chupa a tua mãe, thats, Suck your mum in Español 
  Chupa a tu madre, thats, Suck your mum in Español
  Yuh
  They said they dont rate me, but I dont rate them either 
  Louis pouch for the cleaver, the two litre cant catch the three wheeler
  They didnt want it with JB and they didnt want it with Cuba 
  I dont wanna ere no chat about, Watch when I see ya 
  Man must think man cant get destination like Uber
  Flap off the door, you know weve done moves 
  Ask Fids if we can find location , pull up in Gucci 
  Burn the blacks, keep the designer
  Man had to dash away the CCTV and throw man a likkle fifty; thats a minor 
  I was in business class above China
  Snap Capone!
  If I press on the TEC
  Paralyse from the neck 
  Four nines n a brick 
  F1, make it stretch 
  They cant war me 
  End of story 
  Lifestyle gory
  My shooter do it for me 
  If I spy, with my little eye 
  Thats shooters with ballys, someone garn die
  YGs on peds , got skengs in rides
  Thats 10s and 9s 
  Get caught, gotta do that time
  S
  Fuck them cah they done the man dirty, dumb jake boys had man in a dish 
  Rambo only cost thirty, up early cah Im tryna get rich
  Cut tru, should I fuck a niggas bitch? 
  Fuck you cah your niggas aint shit 
  Said leave me alone, she thirsty, swear it hurts me cah the bitch wont quit
  Hit-hit-hit-pissed, saw a feds, told bro I gotta dip
  And we chasin the money so much, that I swear Ive had to firm this stitch
  I phone bro for the ten-ten bud , cah I know that his ten-ten stinks 
  I might slip this dick in her lung, if she wont finish it off with a mint
  I spy with my little eye 
  Something beginning with F 
  Fuckboys doing up net 
  Talking real, were the last ones left 
  Suck your mudda
  I said it with chest 
  I spy with my little eye 
  Something beginning with F 
  Fuckboys doing up net 
  Talking real, were the last ones left 
  Suck your mudda 
  I said it with chest