Know What It Is

[Verse 1] Yeah, yeah, yeah, know what it is FT, man know what it is Get thumped in the mouth, you'll be holding a lip And if that's not enough, get the whole of the clip Fuck holding your ribs Shell a pagan's headback, leave him ghosting Make him shake, that's the wickedest shit Make him froth at the mouth and shit Out and about Can't educate Merky about dirt Twelve till six I be putting in work Trap all night doing shifts with Splurt Six till twelve, that's trap all day Bally on my face, that's bedtime, mate But know what it is when you see my face Curl up, scar up, long time pain They'll never breathe if you test my aim Have a man living in a photo frame Was a good yout, it's a real big shame Can't control these thoughts in my brain Drive round town from day to the night That's how I maintain my way Ride on pricks from night to the day Ain't tryna get locked by the jakes Lay low, doors locked off ends in a tinted vehicle Parked up in a rich white estate I ain't really tryna go and support the seat back Man, I just get brain Bunning on the amnesia and I'm telling you now That batch was great Playing games on the iPhone While I'm listening to Juicy J [Chorus] Know what it is FT, man know what it is Merky ACE, know what it is When I say it on the intro, you know what it is Know what it is FT, man know what it is Merky ACE, know what it is When I say it on the intro, you know what it is [Verse 2] I'm a next kettle of fish I'm not the guy that you wanna fuck with Fuck a war dub, meet me on the strip Show me the skengman bars that you spit You ain't got one, you just fib And you can't even get one, your family's a myth I'm so FT, I was born inna dis It's in my genes to be [?] Know a few white men, we do business Grime scene knows me cause I do big hits In the ends where the crackhead piercing their lips And the smackhead don't feed their kids Come to the bits, yeah, yeah, yeah And get set up by the lookout kid Real life, this ain't a movie script Pay-as-you-go, then dash that chip I'm a next type of guy I'm that guy that you want on your side When the beef kicks off, when the slugs all fly Man know what it is when I let that sky Fuck an eyepatch, if I hit you in the eye Know what it is, you will turn duppy I bet you thought I was gonna say die Think it's a bar till your head gets fried Feel deep when I haffi mek marjays cry I'd rather break bread than dissect pie Keep a low profile, I always try But the four fizz loud, swear down, no lie Dem man are from ends but they're not like I Dem man dere are batty boys on the sly The FT CD's a serious hype Your CD was shite, man already know [Chorus] Know what it is FT, man know what it is Merky ACE, know what it is When I say it on the intro, you know what it is Know what it is FT, man know what it is Merky ACE, know what it is When I say it on the intro, you know what it is