Speed it up a bit, ca' ya get me man ain't no clutz I got more guns than Keanu from the Matrix full of lead And I got more whips than a dominatrix's bedroom They make great sounds, and I make pounds The only time you push your whip, is when your bredren breaks down And he'll be like, "oi blud, stop pushing, wait" 'Cause he see the car that I bought, from pushing weight I don't mean getting hench on a bench pushing 40 I mean moving weight till the day I'm pushing 40 I'm a young hooligan so I don't need to fight I'm from Meridian so I feed the fiends at night I'm Nigerian, I represent the green and white So come to me or Skepta if you want the green or white You pricks think that I chose to be hated? Nah man, I've always been musically orientated I've been talented since birth You should see how fast this kid learns You just know when you've got it, like when your piss burns Don't come to my spot and lick shots on your own That's as off point, as a shop keeper on the phone See if you've got a bit a' food and I'm in a bitter mood You'll get blown up with a pump like an inner tube I'm on point, when a car drives slow at me If he's black, drive by If he's white, CID Either way, you gotta run like a greyhound I go bookies and bet either way on a greyhound Shotters don't know you and they don't know what ya like When shotters want food, they ring me 'Cause I'm like, "What you want? 8 ball, I got bare with me" You're like, "I'm reloading bruv, please bare with me" Shut-yuh-muh You're the type to have an argument and run out and shout I'm the type to go 'round for 'round, bout for bout I'll win the round and bout Catch me at the round, 'cause I'll be there 'round about 10 Shooting rounds about So shut-yuh-muh, dickhead, wasteman