作词 : K.A.D/Kak Hatt

作曲 : K.A.D/Kak Hatt

Wanna chat about flow? Tell a fella "Come see me"

Boy, you know I'm magic on the mic, Houdini

Can't work out how I flow so freely

Puffin' that whirly, oh so cheesy

Lovin' up the m*******a

I ain't worried about him, boy, the chav is a 'nana

Give a fck about a deal, tell him "Grab me a lager"

I be on the back wheel like I'm Travis Pastrana (Ring ding)

I don't use my brain, girl, I use me nuts

So drop down, get low, gotta loosen off

I'm startin' to really get the pox with this lockdown shit about 3.0 (I'm gonna lose me job)

Like (Oh) chavvy, I'm lit

I go and write a full song while I'm havin' a sh!t

Stayin' in me own lane, I don't follow the drip

I treat the fanny like a speedball, pummel the c**t

I treat the fanny like a punchbag, roughin' it up

She let mе stick in in her ringer, yeah, I doublеd it up (Get it?)

Don't you know the government are locking us up?

So why the fck you tryna act like you're up in the club? (Go to bed)

Make 'em bounce to the rhythm of the beat real quick

Girl, show me how you do it, on your feet real slick

Cuttin' down on the couva, better know I still sniff

Done a bag, now they tell me, I Am Legend, Will Smith

Done a bag, now I'm runnin' through the woods like Mowgli

If you ain't ringin' up for the Kush, don't phone me

Fatty here puffin' on a blunt, while I'm touchin' up her cunt

Boy, I'm 'bout to slam dunk like Kobe

Lay up off the couva boy, smashin' up me brain

Took an L, bounced back and now I'm back up in the game

I just give them all a blast, I don't even know her name

Transferred a twenty bar, told the cunt to get the train

I tell her touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me

I'Il give it to ya just how you like it, darl'

Puff this cheesy, make it look easy

Whip out the pen, start writing (Whip it)

Whip out the pen, start writing (Whip it)

Whip out the pen, start writing

And if a man talk sh!t, boy, l'll jab him up the lip

Yeah, I'II make a man quit like Tyson

Yeah, magic on the mic, boy, you better believe it

Got the abracadabra, the telekinesis

Ain't gettin' on the couva then I tell her to leave it

No pics on the sesh, right, tell her "Delete it"

Tell her "don't fck about, get straight to the point"

Cup of tea, two sugars, bit of steak and a joint

Watch her pull up in the vest, looking like a Big Lez

While I get the stinging, Roger and I get the (Popcoin)

Tell her get the stinging Roger while I'm puffin' on the Benson

Keep your mooey shut, I ain't the one that you can mention

Best in the game, better stay in your lane

Every time they say my name, boy, you know they feel tension

Got her legs spread wide and she letting me lick it

She wanna suck me left bollock, yeah she very specific

Ain't nobody give it to ya, gotta get up and get it

And ain't no couva 'til 12, 'cause l've done all me limit

I tell her touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me

I'II give it to ya just how you like it, darl'

Puff this cheesy, make it look easy

Whip out the pen, start writing (Whip it)

Whip out the pen, start writing (Whip it)

Whip out the pen, start writing

And if a man talk sh!t, boy, I'll jab him up the lip

Yeah, I'II make a man quit like Tyson

I tell her touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me

I'll give it to ya just how you like it, darl'

Puff this cheesy, make it look easy

Whip out the pen, start writing (Whip it)

Whip out the pen, start writing (Whip it)

Whip out the pen, start writing

And if a man talk sh!t, boy, I'll jab him up the lip

Yeah, I'll make a man quit like Tyson