Rinse

[Chorus]

Spitting with the hats

Spitting the kicks and the claps

Send man a transfer BACS

My name's staying on the map

Yeah, spitting with the hats

Spitting the kicks and the claps

Send man a transfer BACS

My name's staying on the map

[Verse]

Stand back, let me launch an attack

Bumbahole, I got bars on tap

Everybody's got a wap until the wap jams up

Look now, ain't nobody got a wap

No cap, I was in a room trapped

The trap stinks like vomit and cats

The trap stinks like garbage bags

Real trap man know it's real talk when I chat

570S it's all black

Being here, you coulda never called back

'Cause you wish that I woulda quit

But I can't fall back

You will never get the passport back

Done all the half talk chat

'Cause, I run all the forecourt inna these flats

I came to let all the people know

I only come with the facts

Stand back when I chat, let me ransack

I plan forward, I never plan back

Me number one, they could never stand back

But I got the juice to sell so let me can that

Anything they can't control, they ban that

Then they tax the shit like 'take some of that'

Everybody looking wanna make some of that

Hm, bread, let's break some of that

Yo, gyal ah want thrills

Catch me in the club with a Zeze Millz

Yeah, gyal ah wan' flex

It's okay gyal, flex on your ex

'Cause you heard that your man was with a gyal inna Straford Rex

And he didn't answer your text

Your friend told you, now you're vexed

She was like, "what'd you expect?"

Me and my gyal are fine

I don't want yours, I only want mine

Buy a house, hers and mine

Buy a land, hers and mine

Buy a car, hers and mine

For the one bag of gyal, I ain't got no time

'Cause some gyal wanna be cruel to be kind

Mind your business, I will mind mine

William, get a million

I beg unnu fi listen the style I'm giving 'em

Put your hands in the air, haha

Give me some years, I'll be a millionaire, haha

I told them like

William, get a million

I beg unnu fi listen the style I'm giving 'em

Put your hands in the air, haha

Give me a year, I'll be a millionaire, haha

I told them like it's Wiley and I'm getting 'em hyper

I get 'em dirty like a baby diaper

Who's on the riddim? The lyrical sniper

All bad bwoy dem fi flash your lighter

Wiley and I'm getting 'em hyper

I get 'em dirty like a baby diaper

Who's on the riddim? The lyrical sniper

All bad bwoy dem fi flash your lighter

See me just ah creep pon di riddim like a spider

Nuff ah dem are my yout, nuff ah dem are minor

I'm a cold rider, gyal finder

Now we're gonna kill it with a 16 liner

Draw for the niner

You thought I was a first timer

I'm the Roll Deep rhymer

Watch when I come, I'ma be a chart climber

Now we gotta kill it with the-

Oi, stupid

You don't wanna come here and be stupid

The last soundboy that tried to be stupid

Left in a bodybag, stupid

That's what he got for being stupid

Oi, stupid

You don't wanna come here and be stupid

The last soundboy that tried to be stupid

Left in a bodybag, stupid

That's what he got for being stupid

[Chorus]

Spitting with the hats

Spitting the kicks and the claps

Send man a transfer BACS

My name's staying on the map

Yeah

Spitting with the hats

Spitting the kicks and the claps

Send man a transfer bats

My name's staying on the map, like