Belly (Ft. Bossman Birdie, Frisco, Jme, Kibo, Kruz Leone, Mayhem NODB & Queenie)
I want belly
Stepped in the place and you know I come ready
(Splash, splash, splash, splash, splash)
Don't worry 'bout me 'cause I step heavy
Old school Crimewatch, me on the telly
Don't talk 'bout gangster with no reddies (Gass'um-s'um)
Broke as fuck till I hit the belly
Okay, now I got legal belly (I got, I got, I got)
Big warehouse, man are wholesale ready
Mashed six figures on tilt already (Huh?)
More than a jit, more like a big bébé
Had to pattern up 'cause I got pickney already
Ticky man thought he was pattern up ready
Took his 400K, split it three ways, heavy (Hahaha)
Then I go kick ball with my son Raiden
Bicycle ride with my daughter steady
(Splash, splash, splash, splash)
I was in country, I was in country
Moving big, nah, nuttin' weren't little
Run up in the trap, no slap and tickle
Come for the OZs, come for the brick-le
Yeah, I got man trapping out of the bando
And I got man trapping on bicycle
Yeah, I got man trapping out of the whip-ple
Pull out the coke O's
then I whip-ple (Splash, splash, splash, splash)
Pull out the, pull out the bicarb
Then the cocaine just turned all stiff-le (Splash'um, sh'um)
Under the tap, drip-drip-dripple
What's in the sink is big, not likkle (I got, I got)
After I complete the task'um
Link one gyal and then suck pon nipple
After I complete the task'um
Count my money, then blaze on spliff-le (Splash, splash)
Kruz!
Got it on lock
Like I just put a Z up in a vice (Slap!)
We ain't tekking no check or no advice
Still step up with the guys with
the weapons in the ride (Pressure)
Yeah, I still got hitters on the wing
You know how much times man send them man a rice?
(How many?)
I'm outside juuging, I can tell a man a price
Got food like peppers and spice (Ooh)
Yeah, I be on the mains where it's flames
If I ever get bagged, I don't say any names (Shh)
Got steppers with me and they don't play any games
They must have thought that this was ludi or ludo
Trust me, them niggas haven't got a clue though
Send corn for them, have them running like Naruto
Big Kruz, you know I'm heavy like sumo
Big slide tackle in the field like Bruno
Slide, me and my guys in the ride
Slide, anytime we step outside
Slide, come through and mash up your vibe
Man can't swallow no pride, that's a Y
Man slide, me and my guys in the ride
Slide, anytime we step outside
Slide, come through and mash up your vibe
When I come through (Big Slide–)
Look, I ain′t no grime battler, I'm a slide tackler
I just take man out, you know my pattern, bruh
Before you try me, try ******* first
I'll make it ring like a Lyca, ya kna
I'm a striker, ya kna, nine on my back
I'll rise it and slap, leave you mind on your lap
When my guys on attack, slide wid the wap
And the waps ain′t small like a Micra, ya kna
Yeah!
Yo
Anytime you see man wearing a glove (MM)
Dun know it's a rhinestone one (Oi)
Kibo, the new Michael Jackson (Hee-hee)
But it's not a dance move when a man gets spun (Kweff)
Your main squeeze, that's my Capri-Sun
If dem man try spud, I will make mash
And slap weh your hand like "don't dap me, blud"
In my rhinestone glove (Are you fucking mad?)
Mama-say, mama-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa
Leave an MC and his mate all mash up
Crying on the floor like Haku and Zabuza
Dem man will get air like Avatar (Neow)
HA have it large, Hennessy (Yeah)
You vs. me, that's Venusaur vs. Magikarp
You will get clart, let's have it, blud
K-W-E-double-F
Kweff, instant death
Target locked, weapon select
Kill an MC with a single breath
K-W-E-double-F times two
Kweff, kweff, instant doom
From I step in the room
You feel the force in my crep go boom
K-W-E-double-F times three
Kweff, kweff, kweff (Brr)
I'm on a kweffing spree
Decide a waste cadet's destiny
K-W-E-double-F times ten
Kweff, kweff, kweff, kweff, kweff
kweff, kweff (Hahahahahaha)
Kweff, kweff, kweff
Ain't no survivors left (Yeah!)
Yeah, yeah (Greaze)
I walk in the studio like "wait up, hold on"
Show's on, looking for MCs to smoke on
Last guy tried to clash me, I made him
Jump in the pool with all of his clothes on (Greaze)
Had to forfeit 'cause you know my next diss track
About to be about your dad for the whole song (Ha)
Thought I was a pop star? You were so wrong (Huh)
It's you who the joke's on
How you turn rich and switch?
Now you can't eat with your hands
Talking 'bout fork and knife (Huh)
You sound like a bitch, I can't even call you a man
And we're all bored of your lies
You fabricate greaze, better keep your hands to yourself
You're only bad for your wife
And you said you were a stepper
never, ever walked with a pole
And never, ever walked with a–
Blud, I was a Welbourne warrior, St. Paul's soldier
Northumberland Park next-door neighbour
Eskimo raver, L-Stone visitor
Meridian resident, see me in Manny with President
Showerman (Greaze!) , South Souldiers
Don't fear olders, never had youngers
Age ain't nothing but numbers (Nah)
My seventeen-year-olds roll with the pumpers (Bo! Bo! Bo!)
So anytime you see me wearing a glove
Boy better know I got the gun in my boxers
I don't wanna send an MC to the doctor's
Already won a MOBO, now I'm going for the Oscars
There's only one Skepta
I gotta lick down any imposters (Trust)
Lick off your head like Guinness and Fosters (Bap!)
Can't take badman for Pocahontas (Greaze)
What? Serious
My kids won't believe that I used to roll up A4 paper
light the end
Put it to the back of the oven (Trust)
Or the grill, I did the most (What?)
All for a piece of toast (Trust)
Now man's got the Balmuda
No dead champagne in the wine cooler
Fill it with Drip and VOSS (Yeah)
Washing machine got auto-dose
D-d-d-d-d-destiny
Put me in the great hands of Ify and Joe (Yeah)
Nobody knew they were shepherds, though (No)
Dem two were raising GOATs (Trust)
Been a few years since I seen them frown (What?)
Catch them slipping in the business lounge (What?)
And if you're looking for me, I'm on the A10
Or M25, windows down (Serious)
From day one, I said I was serious (Yeah)
But nobody took me serious (What?)
For them boy, I go to the rave
And I spit in the rave, then I spit in their face
For the disrespect, 'cause I am serious
Boy better know I am serious
Jme don't take no shit
Boy that don't like Jme, listen up 'cause (Trust)
Joe tried to jack me, where is he?
Alex tried to bite me, where is he? (Where?)
Jay wants to clash me, where is he? (Where?)
Dominic dissed me, where is he? (Yeah)
Labels wanna sign me, where are they?
Pussyholes wanna rush me, where are they? (What?)
Crews wanna clash me, where are they?
Can't clash me, be serious
MM
Man have got style indeed
Me and my niggas put 'bine in spleen
My timing's clean, how ya mean?
I keep up fuckery, it ain't just rhyming schemes
The times is peak so it's with me (Yeah)
I ain't inna no chattings, just link me (Just link me, man)
How you think I've been here cutting through so long?
'Cah man know how to move instinctly, you with me?
I know my God don't play when it comes to me
The real deal, you can tell by the pungency
You little fools link up 'cah the hate needs company
Come correct if you come for me (Know what I'm saying?)
Shout Pops, can't forget what you've done for me
I step up when they step down
Me and my son, that's a flex now
we ain't taking no check now
In your group chat discussing me
I come through like "What, is it on? "
Skeps, who's my man? What is he on? (Uh-huh)
I ain't come here to try murk anybody
But forget the hype, if it's on, then it's on
I'll dun a man's dance, then I'm gone, then I'm gone (Wah?)
Skengman mode when I'm on, when I'm on (Wah?)
I just wanna bill a likkle vibe with the gyal dem
Hotel, pop off the thong, then it's on (Woi-woi, woi-woi)
With a likkle bit of high grade, Dom Perignon
Champagne, Hennessy, not very long (How ya mean?)
We need some more girls in here
Couples Chantelles and Chanelles in here (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
So pass the riddim and let me get heavy on
Buff ting gyally, rude boy, send it on
There's too many man, too many-many man
I'll slew any man, slew any-any man (Huh)
The name rings bells ta rass'
Out the loop and I'm still putting belt to arse
Wear the mask, bare smoke if it's pen for pen
I'm too wicked, I could never take an L for bars
Out here tryna match my drive
Park up that shit to be selled for parts, I
Shower down at events and laugh
At how the smoke reveals what agendas are
I'm not what they expected, I came out the blue
Heads may roll if I lay out the truth
If they only knew, scene full of snakes
And it's pest control when I spray out the room
If I spray out the booth, go OD on every man
You're gonna wanna stay out of view
The smoke ain't for you? Stay out the way
I'm a vet but I still let a stray out or two, like
Final bars
Scars on your face like tribal marks
I don't like these sly remarks
If you start, then this clash might be your last
Full blast on your speakers
And I dictate to the kids like teachers
I come sick like fevers
Rudeboy, I could make a buddha say "Jesus"
Final bars
Scars on your face like you're part of the tribe
Who's competing? I'm eager to meet them
'Cause even for Peter, I'm hard to deny
Skep said he would bet his money on me and I'm
Raising a hand like he asked for the time
This shit's potent, MCs sniffing round here could lose noses
You don't wanna know what I charge for a line
Yeah
Might see me posted with it (Posted)
Shopping for groceries with it (Groceries with it)
Oh so recky, so I can't lack
Might see me in Novi with it (Outside)
One-man up, but I'm never dolo
See me on my lonely with it (On my lonely with it)
Boy better know I was raised in T
So you know I move so sho with it (Ooh)
The way I'm on this get-back ting
I'm so involved, got FOMO with it
You're looking at the numero uno
Eyes on the pies, that's a new no limit (That's right)
On the M-way, all these ki's
Come like a sumo, innit (Yep)
Big. 45 in my trousers, violate me?
I'll send man to Pluto with it
It's Bossy
When I write, Murder Inc. like Gotti
When I spray, it's not nice, it's shoddy
I go bang in the beef like a shotty (Bo! Bo!)
I will lick an MC down properly (Yeah)
Take the piss when I flow, where's the potty?
Come to bring back the flow named mucky
For the man dem who know they're dutty, 'cah (Bo!)
I just come out the HMP (What?)
Serious, but I'm not Jme (Yeah)
Sending MCs to A&E
'Cah the wasteman thought they could play with me
When you spray, mind you don't aim at me
When I war, I war dangerously
Must have called my name mistakenly
Prick, leave you where the wasteman be (Bossy)