I Spy (Remix)

(Rah, it's BKay you know)

You know

I spy with my little eye (Yes)

Something beginning with F (What?)

Fuckboy's doing up net (Fuckboy's)

Talking real

We're the last ones left (The last)

Suck your mudda (Hah)

I said it with chest (You know)

I spy with my little eye (Yes)

Something beginning with F (What?)

Fuckboys doing up net (Fuckboys)

Talking real (Real)

We're the last ones left (The last)

Suck your mudda (Hah)

I said it with chest (You know)

(Play Dirty)

We don't believe your raps

Keep thinking your Mr Muscle

Till you see the flash

You don't want bros turnin' up

Stolen car, burning clutch

I hid the mash in my aunties toilet

Panickin' every time I heard it flush

They do it for the 'Gram (The 'Gram)

But they don't do it for the family (That's right)

He bought Loub's for a thousand likes

And his son's shoes are beat up like Anthony

There's a couple real rappers that's actually on it

But most of the industry's fake

The police nicked me, then they nicked all my mates

I feel cursed, it's like I took a picture with Drake (Mad)

I'm white, rich and gangster

Talk about me, my name holds weight (That's right)

My boys greenin' on the back of man's neck (Yeah)

If he takes off his fake gold chain

I'm so East London, I'm so Westham

And when it's beef man step out with Arsenal

I'm the white money-makin' Meech

But-but my girl light skin like Meghan Markle

We'll pull down and spill some juice

You snooze, you lose

Calm when we come 'round, you know what we do

We can pull up some articles from when the surgery's treatin' some man's wounds

Only wanna do it for the net and not avenge a friend, some fuckin' fools (Nerds)

Way before I slapped corn at a man

I tested my shank worked first

Swing that, dig it and turn it

Woosh so good like a man rehearsed

Well you tell me how've I done it for the net?

'Cause when a fuck boy ran with a chef

And Lord knows that I never had nothin'

And the bloodclaat still done legs

Other than that I just shank and him bred'

I spy somethin' beginnin' with F (Frauds)

All of my opps are nerds (Come on)

Judge weren't layin' no eggs

But he tried give me a bird

Been a bad boy from birth (Long time)

Man can't tell me 'bout work (How?)

I was in the opp block Sunday

Tryna catch man comin' from church (Real talk)

Right now I'm just stackin' my paper (Racks)

Kway know money come first

Pem don't come from Jamaica (Nah)

But the food still got jerk

In the penthouse suite with a bad bitch

Startin' to get on my nerves

I'm dressed in Italian fabric

Please don't get makeup on my shirt

I spy with my little eye (Yes)

Something beginning with F (What?)

Fuckboy's doing up net (Fuckboy's)

Talking real (Real)

We're the last ones left (The last)

Suck your mudda (Hah)

I said it with chest (You know)

I spy with my little eye (Yes)

Something beginning with F (What?)

Fuckboy's doing up net (Fuckboy's)

Talking real (Real)

We're the last ones left (The last)

Suck your mudda (Hah)

I said it with chest (You know)

If I come with Looney (Tunes)

Then you know mans angle (You know)

Buss mans head with a Hennessy bottle

Or he might Jack Daniel (Evil)

Had some of your favourite rappers baby mothers on scandals (Whore)

Chupa a tua madre, that's suck your mum in Español (Yeo)

They said they don't rate me, but I don't rate them either (Nah)

Louis pouch for the cleaver

The two litre can't catch the three-wheeler

They didn't want it with JB and they didn't want it with Cuba

I don't wanna hear no chat about, "watch when I see ya"

Man must think man car get destination like Uber

Snap off the door, you know it don't move

I fit if we can find location, pull up in Gucci

Burn the blacks, keep the designer

Man I took dash away the CCTV and throw man a likkle 50

That's a minor

I was in business class up with Chyna

If I press on the TEC

Paralyse from the neck

Four nines in the brick

F1 make it stretch (Whip, whip)

They can't whoa me (They can't whoa me)

End of story (End of story)

Lifestyle gory, my shooter do it for me

If I spy with my little eye (Okay)

That's shooters with ballys

Someone gon' die

YG's on peds, got skengs in rides

That's 10's and 9's

Get caught, gotta do that time

Fuck them cah they done a man dirty

Dumb jake boys, that man a dish (Dressed)

Rambo only cost 30, up early cah I'm tryna get rich (Get rich)

Cut through just to fuck a **** bitch (Aw yeah)

Fuck you cah your **** ain't shit (Aw yeah)

Said leave me alone, she thirsty

Swear it hurts when you cut a bitch who won't quit (Won't quit)

Hit, hit, hit, piss

Saw feds so bro go dip

I be chasin' the money so much

That I swerve like I found the snitch

I phone bro for the 10-10 bud (10-10)

I know that his 10-10 stinks (Loud)

I might stick this dick in her lung (Lung)

And she'll finish it off with a mint

I spy with my little eye (Yes)

Something beginning with F (What?)

Fuckboy's doing up net (Fuckboy's)

Talking real (Real)

We're the last ones left (The last)

Suck your mudda (Hah)

I said it with chest (You know)

I spy with my little eye (Yes)

Something beginning with F (What?)

Fuckboy's doing up net (Fuckboy's)

Talking real (Real)

We're the last ones left (The last)

Suck your mudda (Hah)

I said it with chest