i spy (remix)

you know

i spy with my little eye

something beginning with f

fuckboy's doing up net

talking real

we're 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

we're the last ones left

suck your mudda

i said it with chest

we don't believe your raps

keep thinking your mr muscle

till you see the flash

you don't want bros turnin' up

stolen car

burning clutch

i hid the mash in my aunties toilet

panickin' every time i heard it flush

they do it for the 'gram

but they don't do it for the family

he bought loub's for a thousand likes

and his son's shoes are beat up like anthony

there's a couple real rappers that's actually on it

but most of the industry's fake

the police nicked me

then they nicked all my mates

i feel cursed

it's like i took a picture with drake

i'm white

rich and gangster

talk about me

my name holds weight

my boys greenin' on the back of man's neck

if he takes off his fake gold chain

i'm so east london

i'm so westham

and when it's beef man step out with arsenal

i'm the white money-makin' meech

but-but my girl light skin like meghan markle

we'll pull down and spill some juice

you snooze

you lose

calm when we come 'round

you know what we do

we can pull up some articles from when the surgery's treatin' some man's wounds

only wanna do it for the net and not avenge a friend

some fuckin' fools

way before i slapped corn at a man

i tested my shank worked first

swing that

dig it and turn it

woosh so good like a man rehearsed

well you tell me how've i done it for the net?

'cause when a fuck boy ran with a chef

and lord knows that i never had nothin'

and the bloodclaat still done legs

other than that i just shank and him bred'

i spy somethin' beginnin' with f

all of my opps are nerds

judge weren't layin' no eggs

but he tried give me a bird

been a bad boy from birth

man can't tell me 'bout work

i was in the opp block sunday

tryna catch man comin' from church

right now i'm just stackin' my paper

kway know money come first

pem don't come from jamaica

but the food still got jerk

in the penthouse suite with a bad bitch

startin' to get on my nerves

i'm dressed in italian fabric

please don't get makeup on my shirt

i spy with my little eye

something beginning with f

fuckboy's doing up net

talking real

we're the last ones left

suck your mudda

i said it with chest

i spy with my little eye

something beginning with f

fuckboy's doing up net

talking real

we're 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 madre

that's suck your mum in espanol

they said they don't rate me

but i don't rate them either

louis pouch for the cleaver

the two litre can't catch the three-wheeler

they didn't want it with jb and they didn't want it with cuba

i don't wanna hear no chat about

watch when i see ya"