Through Ball

Yeah, yeah
I tell him through ball me, I put it top bins, I swear
Chippy! Yeah
Live for my name, live for my name, live for my name
Nuff man a live for my name
Whole heap of tings I done for the game
So I don't care what you done in no raid
Never live for the clout, live for the clout, live for the clout
Nuff man a live for the clout
Chat by yourself then no one cares
If you chat about Chip, you're the talk of the town
But I tell a boy wipe set Chip out your mouth (move)
Everybody wants smoke till they get announced (shh)
Ganja alone, we don't sniff round here (nah)
Musical chairs, you can't sit round here (brr)
T-S-S ting, yeah I came with Kruz (yeah)
Came in Sheltox, step with shoes (brr)
Fuck boy can't tell me nuttin' but grime (nah)
Any time man touch mic it's-
Bang, bang! Obviously
Which one of them want to go now?
We can have a showdown even if it's one against three
Quick bars, I can just done it, MC
Bang after bang, time after time
Can't count all the times that I've spun an MC
Big Kruz, ain't no other MC, brr
Why you try to run up on me?
Man can't tell me 'bout the O-T-B
We don't give a fuck about your Road TV
Any time you talk about the best right now
In the middle of the cabin if you don't see me
Them man are so medi
Talk like a heavy, make it all easy, before you go breezy
Don't make me go O-T-T, I put a spliff in the O-C-B
Back with a bang, it's a red dot headshot, Accra Man
I'm a spectacular Dan
Back of the van, hop out, crack any man
Impeccable timing, militant rhyming
This is a game, you don't want me to climb in
African louder, don't do miming
Run mouth and your head back reclining
Silencer whistle, violent missile
When I turn up it's a tribal vigil
On top with no smile or giggle
I aim for your hair style or middle
Enhancing flows, hit you with glancing blows
Man a leave your heart exposed
When I run up on man and a wood-guy, I got the darkest pose
Get me! Bruzin', against us you're losin'
It's-it's worries, no apologies, no sorrys
Raining cats and dogs on sets, gonna need more than brolly
Abbi-habbi, I'm an East Ender, got nothing to do with Corrie
It's, it's worries
Don't slip, don't be sloppy
Don't get shirty, don't get maffy, otherwise don't get coffy
Know what I mean? Yeah, killing them quick
So don't come around givin' it the big
Getting in your feelings all emotional, don't get your knickers in a twist
Know what I mean?
(Sky!) I'm fly, I'm floating already
I'll tell you that I'm cold but you know this already
Anyone of yous can get the smoke when you're ready (when you're ready)
Big Fris, fully coated already, and I reaped and sown it already
That's cold, you know (yeah!)
We reload and we offloadin' it now (yes)
Big smoke if I rise this short thing, kite won't jam, so boy better know, you know
If it ain't us man then I don't check for them
When I take tar, I'll spark up the tech for them
It's not bless for them, it will go left for them
You can have two if you want, stand next to them, mhm
You know how it gets for them
I cleaned up nice, a mess for them
Anytime I drop a new flow that's stress for them (serious!)
I'm with my G's
Fuck the rest of them
Don't try run up your mouth, write checks, can't cash 'em
Violate big man, gonna clash 'em
Old school man will see ya scash 'em
Elbow drop 'em, back and slap 'em
Hate them man there with a passion
Sometimes I question why I'm still here
But I heard the girls are still in fashion
All now! See you hear my voice on the beat all now (yeah)
Still getting stopped in the street all now
B-B-K trying to draw me all now
Sampled by the new school all now
Headlining festivals all now (whoo)
Back then they were going on militants
So I don't know why they want to act cool now (serious!)
I just swipe man one time, what did he say?
Red card, 'cause man got to feel what I'm saying
VAR when I check-check what you're saying
Got a Muslim brother, I'm spraying and praying
I'll pick out a head from far like it's nappy
Shot as in wings still moving trappy
Away games my dogs still get strappy
I wanna put an end to the dubs, I'm Dappy
Saltfish boy and his aki
Yardman can't take me for a patty
Wheels got your girl moving chatty
I don't know her name, but she's feeling Jackey
Tesco's bags of them sound like money
Like Esco, top boy spitter, that's me
Man when I swing, I feel this cool and bison
When I kick man like, ooh!
Ring-ting-a-ling, ring-ting-a-ling, ring-ting-a-ling
None of them can tell me a thing
Came for the pine and burn a man's skin
They already know man, the rap-render king
Man a laugh, man a grin, when I get up on top and then I ride the rhythm
In the deep end where the sharks them swim
Can't tell me 'bout work 'cause I'm putting it in, I'm the real-low king
Step to the mic, make moves, cash
Man, I come with the spicy thing
Better be thinking Tyson thing
Just know man a lyric in lightning thing
This is the line that you don't want to cross
We can link A-C at King's Cross
See who's boss when the coin gets tossed
Just know I've never ever lost (you get me)