Afghan Dan - Shut Up Freestyle lyrics

[Intro] Look, it's Afghan Dan Danny Martin Freestyle Business BGMedia, yeah No talking [Verse] Look, look, look, see Man's got too many bars, too many scars f**ed off so many friends but I've still got too many dawgs, too many dawgs Did a little time in pen, went in with a [?] every charge, [?] every charge But now I'm winning this ting 'Cause I wanna get too many cars, want two credit cards Know that if you diss me, rudeboy, you're soon to be parred, go two's in a charge End up with a fat scar on your cheek, like a dude from the past, drop boof on your ma's Call round at your girlfriend, tell her I could use a ma**age, she'll be losing her bra Legs wrapped around my head don, look, check this Look, look, look She only drinks the finest wines, no fast foods, wines and dines Comes 'round when she got tings on her mind, yeah we smoke zoots just to rewind sometimes, look Roll up the next spliff, turn on Netflix Lights off, everytings live Boyfriend textin' her phone, tryin' get her home, look, look Afghan Dan yeah, I'm still number one, the best spitter in my town, that's cushty don There's about 8 spitters in the whole town, but out all of them, I'm the funky one f** Mitchell, the guy just dusty don Somebody tell me where the f**'s he from You see, I heard there's a muppet in Blackpool, yeah, well he must be one See, thinks he's sick, but he must be wrong 'Cause if I, punch a [?], he come be gone And if I, bust a clip, he come be gone B-b-b-bye bye Mitchell, s** your mum Yeah yeah, if there's a cat round here, he must be one If he's smoking crack, then it must be chron B-b-b-bye bye Mitchell, s** your mum Yeah, yeah And what, you think you're hot, but you're not You think you're sick but you're not I'll beat you up for your watch, then I'll take all the p's that you got You better flick them beans for the top and stick them filthy white frees in the wash 'Cause you're a nerd bro, and that's it, you ain't no G don't chat sh** Your birds got nits, and a flat tit, looks so skinny and that, look Yo, I swear down, I seen more size on a matchstick His dad's got a p**y down there, and his grandma's got biceps and a fat dick It's mad sh**, yo Check this, f** him, look, look, look, look I'm like, don't watch that though, you don't wanna start bussin' out black jokes End up in the back of a white van like the last bloke, trust me you don't want that though Just stop flexin' your chest like Rambo Man'll get chopped up quick like a mango Think you can merk me, err, that's joke