Alphabet

I could count every single rapper with better bars than me on one hand and still afford to cut all of my fingers off What is proper talent think the scenes forgot On a real if you’re a rapper so is Pixie Lott Insta’s poppin’ but I don’t post pics a lot I impress in real life to the mandem, not to insta thots These rappers say they’re whippin’ in the kitchen but when they’re smoking hybrids is the only time they mix the pot Act shady now but they’ll stan when I dido Very slim chance I won’t see m on m’s Bars clean but polluted like the River Thames I’m over the top it’s because they missed the point like a bigger benz People beg for features I just beg the pardon Me and Freeman bunin’ rifa’s in the uni bathroom Take one look at instagram I promise you it’s only fans and I don’t get naked or charge ‘em I’m here to take over Trust me I’m a teleporter I'll make a classic when I’m older and never drop it for ya These artists ain’t as strong on their own because they haven’t got the spirit Matter of fact man are tonic water Best ever we just haven’t had the ever yet Lyrics so hard it made my pen erect My mumzy does my washing cos she’s heaven sent So I’m shouting at the misses cos the beddings wet To be fair yeah I’m the cause that’s just the consequence My misses never on the fence that’s probably cos her brain certi That bar is so cold it’s cos my brains certi I drip sauce but it never gets the J’s dirty 16 we’d be swerving police But that’s just cos we were drunk and not for murder and grease These lyrics seem to got these groupie girl on their knees Cos I turn the fans on like it’s 30 degrees Like I’m turning at speed yeah I always get the wheel up Your only getting one because it’s punctured Baby getting lucky cos she touch wood Ask the instrumental yeah I fuck good Stack gwolla what I’m out to get The only haters that I’ve got are ones that haven’t heard the album yet I took my girls V when she took my D so there’s 24 letters in our alphabet