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