You Don't Know

Aim for your head, I don't hit and miss

Bitch, I been popping since Bigga Fish

Got it twisted cah I look nice and shit

But you don't know who you're fuckin' with

Got a good heart, was a bad child

Coming from the jungle so I act wild

I got your number but I ain't dialled

Pepper dem, I don't do mild

Been done road, do street

Now I get paid just to speak (Just to talk, just to talk)

Anytime I fall too deep

Always end up back on my feet (Yeah, I walk, yeah, I walk)

Always analyse, don't speak

Rise to the top, shit's steep

Face and wrist on fleek

Got your **** acting like a creep

They say I'm top tier, they say Banks is elite

He ate me out, I sent him back to the streets

Don't want with it me, dem lil hoes can't compete

Chat behind my back when they see me don't speak, uh

Always got it with me, we don't fight fair

I'll turn your dream into a nightmare

A bitch like me quite rare

You don't want it with me, bitch, don't get no ideas

Face beat, white toes, hair neat

On smoke even though I skin teet

Most solid in the team, concrete

You been shleep but your **** wanna jeet

Whasssup

Face beat, white toes, hair neat

On smoke even though I skin teet

Most solid in the team, concrete

You been shleep but your **** wanna jeet

I was getting busy in Lasgidi

Came a long way from Norwich with bare nitties

I don't wanna look like you, no one fiddy

My tax already high, I'ma need me like two milli'

Don't double cross me like D'USSÉ

I'll lift your wig like a toupee

Henny got me feeling woozy

Don't fuck with **** that be talking loosely

I like 'em six foot, six pack and six figures

Hit it from the back, money make me come quicker

Make him say 'Woi' like that **** D-Digga

Yeah, you got army but my team's way bigger

Put in work like there's three of me

Could be the 3rd letter, still ain't seeing me

Good pussy energy

Tryna be my enemy, ****, you ain't ending me

Aim for your head, I don't hit and miss

Bitch, I been popping since Bigga Fish

Got it twisted cah I look nice and shit

But you don't know who you're fuckin' with

Got a good heart, was a bad child

Coming from the jungle so I act wild

I got your number but I ain't dialled

Pepper dem, I don't do

Let's get shit straight, I ain't talking 'bout a plank

Fifteen years I was rolling with a nank

In the blogs, man, these bitches always mentioning my name

How comes I never see you bitches in the bank?

And all you bitches on some shit

Like do you really want war or wanna rub on my clit?

Which one is it? It ain't really hard to admit

Like you hate me but deep down you think I'm lit

It's up and it's stuck so fuck with me

Doing up arenas, yeah, I was touring with Nicki

Bitches growing wings but this shit can get sticky

I'm a workaholic but I still get busy

Killin' 'em all, don't wanna mend

I ain't your bitch, I ain't your friend

If you ain't dead, better pretend

Kill 'em again

Kill 'em again

Kill 'em again

I was at the Brits with Little Mix

Different kettle of fish

Got it twisted 'cause I look nice and shit

But you don't know who you fuckin' with

Don't make me affi talk to my councillor

I'ma put my hands on her, make me affi cancel her

Don't intercept, don't interject

If the beat ain't done, I ain't finish yet