Sidewinder

[Verse 1: God's Gift]

Know we, dem nuh know we

Dem fassyhole dem nuh know we

Know we, seh dem nuh know we

Dem fassyhole dem nuh know we

Know we, dem nuh know we

Dem fassyhole dem nuh know we

Know we, seh dem nuh know we

Dem fassyhole dem nuh know we

[Verse 2: Tinchy Stryder]

Yeah, let me see the gun fingers

Don't stop popping off gun fingers

Raise them high up, yeah, gun fingers

And it's not a long ting, just gun fingers

Yeah, let me see the gun fingers

Don't stop popping off gun fingers

Raise them high up, yeah, gun fingers

And it's not a long ting, just gun fingers

[Verse 3: Flowdan]

Ayo, I am the big Flowdan

Otherwise known as Mr. Sandman

Fling 'em inna quicksand, inna trash can

From microphone stand some bwoy get prang

Run up on your whole crew, blaze any gang

I'm a lyrical gangster, lyrical dan man

My style isn't a counteraction

We buss the place with the big mic man

[Verse 4: Prince Rapid]

Ugh! Watch the way that I spray

Hey, don from back in the day

Hey, wanna make dough like Dre

Hey, make couple grand in a day

Ugh! Watch the way that I spray

Hey, don from back in the day

Hey, wanna make dough like Dre

Hey, make couple grand in a day

[Verse 5: Wiley]

It's Wiley and I'm getting 'em hyper

I get 'em dirty like a baby diaper

When I'm on the riddim, I'm a lyrical sniper

All badbwoy dem fi flash your lighter

It's gun season, millimetre

Who wan' fi test? Dem get di beater

We bun fire pon all informer

And we bun them with the red heatseeker

[Verse 6: Shifty Rydos]

Shifty don't eff about, eff about

Eff about, then you'll get the tool in your mout'

Shifty don't wanna ramp, wanna ramp

Wanna ramp? Then you're gonna get a hot stamp

Shifty don't eff about, eff about

Eff about, then you'll get the tool in your mout'

Shifty don't wanna ramp, wanna ramp

Wanna ramp? Then you're gonna get a hot stamp

[Verse 7: Skepta]

Bare wasteman wanna diss my tune

Same wasteman wanna spit on my tune

Wasteman bars can't fit on my tune

Try hard, still sound shit on my tune

Producers wanna bootleg my tune

Clash me and end up dead on my tune

Just a little reminder of my tune

It was gunshots in Sidewinder for my tune

[Verse 8: Jammer]

It's the Murkle Man

Never gonna flex like Urkel, man

Come to your ends and circle, man

All for the green and purple, man

'Cause, 'cause, it's the Murkle Guy

Never gonna flex like Urkel, guy

Come to your ends and circle guy

All for the green and purple, guy

[Verse 9: Slix]

Big shot, big shot, pump pumper

Big shot, big shot, pump pumper

Big shot, big shot, pump pumper

Pump with the pumpy, man are pumper

Big shot, big shot, pump pumper

Big shot, big shot, pump pumper

Big shot, big shot, pump pumper

Down, down, down, down

[Verse 10: Trim]

Understand fully

My playground; I play the bully

Blud, I'll creep up in a hoodie

Holes in your woolly and your girl's noonie

Test Trim? How could he?

You'll crumble like cookie

Wanna bet? We'll take it to the bookie

Get slewed like now

[Verse 11: Dirty Danger]

Yeah, I'm Dirty Dangerous

You can't move to Dangerous

That girl knows I'm Dangerous

She wants to roll with Dangerous

I'm Dangerous, Dangerous

To your daughter, I'm Dangerous

Eff up a man, that's Dangerous

Was a good girl, now she's dangerous