[Verse 1: Jme] Man don't need no reason to spit Man never knew I had a season ticket Mandem are movin' wicked, wicked Handle my music, easy, rip it And all my moves you see are legit Banging my tune in a GTA whip Plannin' to do some TDA shit, what? Spin man in the booth, Superman quick Man better move like Ludacris hit Gangster approved, yeah you shouldn't spit Fam not a clue, you're a new to this shit Gang on PUBG lootin' a bit Pan man too, yeah, boom and you're lit Run out the blue with a Boost, take a sip, what? You get slapped on screen like parking ticket Attack the beat, leave scars in the bit Why's Wiley in a Arsenal kit? Fam, my G, go ask him innit? Man's thirsty, yeah parched likkle bit Back that please, yeah, sip it, sip it Bang this beat like flippin' Cillit, what? Don't give a damn about a MOBO award or a BRIT Blam like AstroJordz with the clip Man don't show my remorse for a prick Chattin' about all this sauce that you drip Fam your time is tickin', tickin' Mandem are fake like vegan chicken Can't catch us man slippin', slippin', what? Trust me, don't try take a photo sneaky, ya prick I'll make a bozo delete the pic Snatch that phone like Yeezy, innit? No passcode so I'm keepin' your shit Make man go home wheezin' a bit Boy Better Know, get widdit, widdit Best not snitch like Quidditch, Quidditch, what? Nothings in your man bag, yeah, stop reachin' for it Jam fam, there's no need for the lip Badman here, squash beef and I dip Man that's air, I might leave in a bit Santander, drop Ps on the whip All man hears is "chi-ching, chi-ching" Next day yeah, mans whippin', whipping, what?
[Chorus: Giggs & Jme] Drop bodies, watch that stopwatch (Yes) Hot steppin', hot step, hopscotch Fuck all the "what's hot, what's not" (All that) Drop one and knock those socks off (Drop one) Drop one and knock those socks off (Serious) Drop one and knock those blocks off Drop one and knock those socks off (Serious) Drop one and knock those blocks off
[Verse 2: Giggs] Man ain't got comfy, man ain't complacent I'm back in the racin', back out the basement Fed up with jokers, run out of patience Yeah, you sell out the mandem, man, run out the bacon You sell out the mandem, sell out Jamaican Yeah, sell out the black man, sell out the nation Me, I sell out the stage show, smack, bang, it's vacation Just whip up the work now, what? Rang out the basin (jheeze) Dun-dun-dun, give man the business Yeah, give man the business, weed, cig, bring out the rizlas Yeah, man had the garnet silk 12 inches, ring out the sizzlers (vintage) If man got the old school Giggsy mixes, bring out the gigglers Yeah, man I was Batman out 'ere, Jokers, bring out the Riddlers Don't wanna hear no violence, so it's ring out the fiddlers Shout out the bros them, big up the sisters Shout out the grafters, big up the drifters Pick up the biscuit, bap-bap-bap-bap, lift up the pistol Hop in the bus, said "floor it, driver, quick, up to Bristol" Yeah, look at the crystal ball is ballin', big up the crystal Light up your weed and drink and smoke 'cause live-ups a ritual Duh-duh-duh, we get the picture Your shit is more like Disney, Dreamworks, kick up the Pixar Jme and Giggs had to fix up the game, so big up the fixture Fuck all the mix-up, just whip up the mixtureTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
