Wiley - Eediat lyrics

Hold up, Chip, let me take this dickhead He don't wanna see a Tottenham boy get wicked Picked up my pen to abuse him with it Got my double barrel, you don't wanna see me lift it Who puts three hooks out on a diss track? Kaylum, I know you was vexed, you filmed that Any dead greaze, one bag of chat Caitlyn Jenner didn't spit no facts Seen stuff before, don't brag, so who knew? Had a strap on my face but who cares? Boo hoo I'mma k** him [?] spit on him when I'm through You came Tottenham to film your eediat video Eediat, should've known that's a wrong move Why you keep telling us Chip ain't real? He told us himself, you f*ggot, we know He's still good on these Tottenham roads Why you still acting like you can't hear Rage? Got 100,000 views in your face My man said "I didn't send for Tottenham" Sound like a b**h tryna get out a problem Where I'm from, we hear man live and direct So don't speak of me through an indirect While Chip goes off to take care of Patrick I might just give you another hat-trick f** it, darg, I'mma k** him again Get my Turkish dargs and let's sick him again Tottenham youngers run you right out the ends I'm lyrically hot, you can't test my pen Don't like the smell of fish and you look like a fanny Take a boy's car, make him run back to Manny You're just a female long-distance runner Caitlyn Jenner, AKA Mo Farah About grime scene saviour, don't take the piss Wiley, Kano, Lethal, Skepta Your smelly p**y don't fit that list You're a 2015 MC And in 2015, turned greaze Been out here since Wiley was Roll Deep I love the road tings but you know it's peak Lyrically, I'll leave you six feet Well, everybody knows what you've been on First you told Wretch, then you told Fekky To try and tell Chip that you know it's long 2 2s, you wanna send out a diss track Like really, you should tell your fans the truth Who forced you to go in the booth? You came here with D but you're moving loose Adopted child, don't know your roots I'll grab this yout and put him in a headlock Slap his head like an African drum Squeeze his head like my girlfriend's bum He's just a joke, so this is just fun [Outro] Hahaha Yo, you know what's coming next, yeah? Alright You don't wanna do that You don't wanna do that You don't wanna do that Violate this turf, you don't wanna do that You don't wanna do that You don't wanna do that You don't wanna do... Yeah And we know that you know it's getting long For you, rudeboy Clash me, init Cause I'm on what you're on, cuz Yo Jammer, line up the tings, man