[Intro] Yoooo You thought I forgot about you, little boy? Yo, these n***as ain’t ready Yeah [Verse] Little boy tryna get involved Come on, then, come on, then, let’s get involved, you prick Posh boy now wanna rap Posh boy now wanna scrap Posh boy bout to get clapped By the end of the verse, you’re gonna wish you never did that Wish you never hit back, Guernsey’s little boy’s gonna feel it When I get with the click-click-click-clack *gunshot* You ain’t part of this group You ain’t Sidemen, you gook Deciding when to be a Sideman While you’re too busy faking all the packs And then making racks and spending all of that sh** on *sniffs* Now, Rosie a sket And I know that you’re listening beginning to sweat Little boy not looking innocent all ’cause he wanna be relevant Tatted my name on my body so you know I’m now in my element (I’m in my element) Call me whatever you want, still looking up to me (f**’s sake!) Sidemen the name of the group, all ’cause they needed the help from me Yeah, b**h, I was the come-up I’m the foundation for you to go run up Keep playing FIFA, you ignorant f** Your girl is a gold digger, f** At least she knows how to s** (oh sh**) Wipe the floor when I deal with scrubs Come at me, but I win in subs I’m the giant, just k**ing bugs You’re just a sh** ChrisMD You need to get off MD How many girls have you f**ed in your life? One, that’s mad Your girlfriend’s forehead, mad When you ask the sket to go give you head Her reply is “Which one?” (ahh!) Your dad is a weirdo (ayy) He looks just like a pedo (ayy) More inbred than yeast (ayy) Your mum gets f**ed by sheep (ayy) Your sister f**s a crowbar (ayy) Fam, it’s really that deep (ayy!) Sorry, n***a, but I said it (ayy) Little boy, now regret it [Outro] Hahahahaha You want to say that sh** to me? Huh? You want to say that sh** to me? Learn how to spell “renowned”, you f**ing idiot Ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy Not today, little boy Ayy, ayy