Shush

[Intro] Swifta Production [Verse] Alright then try, no one can't tell if he’s ninja man Sucked off looking like ninja man It's GBH if I injure man You'd probably cry if I pinch your hand Get slapped if you’re with your gang Got a safe in the wall where the picture hangs You ain't a G neither like Switzerland Fuck you and your Insta fans You'll get thrown straight in the van Becah' my mans going on dumb for his age Don't cry if you get thumped in the face Swear on my mums life When I seen you at Mist's show you hid under the stage Yo what's under there? Dot dusting away Think you're a animal? Come to the cage Everybody knows you’re cunt and a waste You’re stingy, never bought lunch for your mates You're stingy never bought nappies or milk Try hype up and then he got killed Bad him up then I’ll bad him up still Still wants Mz Bratt fam he can't chill I am not Wiley, I am not Will I'll show Goku, I'm Kakarot still Hes not a bad boy, man are not ill Looks like a crackhead that’ll rob tills, you nitty Won't last for one week in my city Little Dot you are the fool I pitty Has nightmares when he sees my name I'll tattoo my name on to your girlfriends titty You little Randall snitch The past two years you've been Banglez bitch Now your an MC, angle switch Boom, blow out your candles quick Emotional wreck, can't handle shit Put an L by your name like Samuel prick Make man cry then sample it Force man buj like sample it Run up in your crib and trample it I'm a big man when I manhandle kids Dot Rotten makes me fuckin' sick ‘Cause he's a wasteman but he's fuckin' sick yo I don't know who you been, don't know who you been Don't know who you been listening to Who told you I ain't, who told you I ain't Who told you I ain't bigger than you Don't know who you been, don't know who you been Don't know who you been listening to Who told you I ain't, who told you I ain't Who told you I ain't bigger than them Bigger than Ben Put this prick on the news at 10 Oi Dot Rotten you're losing again Stop chattin' wass when you're using a pen And if you don't learn I'll do this again Snakey, no-ones rooting for them Dot Rotten can't stay true to the end And I fear Wiley's tooting again The ones on meds the others on crack I'm sick in the head, you both'll get smacked Oi Dot you was in Nando's Blacks hit you with a bottle of sauce and it cracked In fact I, said Wiley I'll dust him as well Where's my brother? Can't trust him as well Spent twenty years tryna bust yourself Ain't spent twenty minutes tryna bustin' Cadell And if he hypes up I'll shush him as well Shush, shush, shush him as well Coming like skepta on Culture Clash But I'll shush, shush, shush him as well Spin Wiley then rush him as well And the godfather? I'll put him in hell Ain't gunna lie I don't hate my man but Dot Rotten you'll feel rushed from the shell, you prick Jump on stage you'll get booed you prick I'm being real, not rude you prick Made Overload didn't clear that sample bankrupt When you got sued you prick You snake, you rat, you dog, you twat, you fraud You cat, you dude, you prick Talking shit for the last how long? But today I weren't in the mood you prick He hit rock bottom, oi Dot Rotten You hit rock bottom Should I Nando's bottle or gun butt him Tell my man go and suck suttin' Yo dot Rotten you hit, yo I don't know who you been, don't know who you been, don't know who you been listening to