Bad ones my size, leng ones, 10 ones
All wan’ fuck with a
A&R’s, Labels, bookers, agents
All wan’ fuck with a
DJs rappers singers actors
All wan’ fuck with a
I don’t smoke but MC’s ash em
Don’t wan’ fuck with a
Boss
All these bad ones my size, leng ones, 10 ones
They wan’ fuck with a boss
All these A&R’s, Labels, bookers, agents
They wan’ fuck with a boss
All these DJs rappers singers actors
They wan’ fuck with a
I don’t smoke but MC’s ash em
Don’t wan’ fuck with a boss

Nnnnnnnnnnnnn from the nice ends
I got so much bine in this pennnnnnnnnnnnn
I don’t buy skengs
Funny how I’m taking over Lanes
And N.O.R.I don’t have no licence
I ain’t shocked your boy was weird
Coz he’s your boy, that’s why I didn’t like him
Don’t like cold water
But, that’s not what I mean when I say bun ice
Man going up, so does the price
SSB, hit him with the up tilt
Send man up off the map like Ike
Know I eat good so them man bite
Try take from my plate, but owe man shit
Got these old man pissed
Worth fake like Crypto
My ting come like the gold standard

Gotta live to the max ‘coz a man didn’t sleep on sofas for nothing
Was 15 down bad didn’t lose my whole fam for nothing
Nearly ended my life I didn’t keep going for nothing
Broke as shit and homeless still didn’t owe man nothing
Hungry for the times I couldn’t scran nothing
Rising it now for when I couldn’t back nothing
When i bine off MC’s still duckin’
Every time a man shoot swish, bucket
Heard that boy gonna diss, bugging
Your man ain’t doing nish, nothing
When you get to the front of the queue your name ain’t even on list cousin
I hear the way you talk about me but, when I see you try fist bumpin’

Bad ones my size, leng ones, 10 ones
All wan’ fuck with a
A&R’s, Labels, bookers, agents
All wan’ fuck with a
DJs rappers singers actors
All wan’ fuck with a
I don’t smoke but MC’s ash em
Don’t wan’ fuck with a
Boss
All these bad ones my size, leng ones, 10 ones
They wan’ fuck with a boss
All these A&R’s, Labels, bookers, agents
They wan’ fuck with a boss
All these DJs rappers singers actors
They wan’ fuck with a
I don’t smoke but MC’s ash em
Don’t wan’ fuck with a boss

N to the N to the O to the O
To the R to the R to the I
They know the best of the best
What I’m owed what I’m owed
‘Coz of how long I’ve been on this grind
Man try tryna stack bread to the bread
Get o’s to the o’s
They’ll be broke for life
It could be the best in the net between them posts
Still know a man gone strike
G your man ain’t a man, send him 3 years Dagestan
I could paint my nails still bad a man
Your man watch red pill clips and hates on women, so he thinks he’s the man a man
You’re wet and cringe, allow dat
If you’re like them man them we ban them
If you’re homophobic, howler
Shoutout the girls and the gays that’s the mandem

N half black, half Guyanese man
Ain’t old yet but I ain’t a YG my G
Your boy rap, but he mad he ain’t up next
You can’t be N.O.R.I G
Used to work at The Ivy
Now I can’t wait to eat at The Ivy
Run up that A&R’s company card
And after don’t even sign G
Management still gonna keep that sweet
Gonna save it for later
Man could stay independent
Man could sign it or not
Still man going major
Think I ain’t seen shit coz I ain’t from ends
‘Low it, let’s not pretend
N.O.R.I the Grime scene saviour
Got the whole scene just pissed it ain’t them
Pussy

Bad ones my size, leng ones, 10 ones
All wan’ fuck with a
A&R’s, Labels, bookers, agents
All wan’ fuck with a
DJs rappers singers actors
All wan’ fuck with a
I don’t smoke but MC’s ash em
Don’t wan’ fuck with a