[Intro: Cee]
Eat, eat, eat, eat sh** x 4
[Verse: GMC]
It's that Boom shaka-laka....
[Hook: Bekah]
Everybody's feelin' this
Why must you be, talkin' sh**
Go head baby run your mouth
What you say can't shut me down
[Verse: Notion]
Helllooo!!, Its My Turn, not like yall never ain't heard me before
But as soon as I opened up, it crowed back to the front door
Middle fingers like fu*k YALL, im sick of all you KNOW ALL's
NO DAWG! this scene ain't got the time for you SHOW OFF's
Your ears are up, yall thought we comin wit a remix
Ya hands are all on me, like ya comin for my weed mix
(& ya seeeee this!), just when you thought, we were-the-baddest
We blasted through, and established, a position wit a little status
Now you catch me down at Shami's goin banany's up in pajami's
b**hes takin me home, & show me they panties,(yeh)
Plenty s**ual antics, what we came, here-to-do, (yup)
& when im about to bust a nut girl, I aim it at you, eh!
Dont gets to runnin', get in the back of that van
Ya can't be kickin the can, ya f**in up my immaculate plan
Its louder than Lil Jon sh**, so turn it up
I turn to a c*nt, wit the boys, when we gettin it CRUNK! whuut up!
[Hook: Bekah]
Everybody's feelin' this
Why must you be, talkin' sh**
Go head baby run your mouth
What you say can't shut me down
[Verse: Cee]
Yeah, now this here's that MEL gully sh**, Leyton Hewitt ugly sh**,
6 and Pez funny sh**, f** it, they gonna love me, sh**
What up with scummy kids pollutin' the scene huh
That 'quick to shiv ya' sh** been more done than G's mum,
(Ple-ease son) I'm at the tippity top of the game
(And) I'm spittin' with a vision, there's no stoppin' me man
(Then) Them hatin' f*ggots, eat a dick and just watch what you sayin'
(Fam) Peace to the real heads who supported and came
(Damn) The flow is flyer than f**
Ain't no rappers higher than us and I got 'em climbin' my nuts,
See I been in it since way back, my dues - paid that
Mixtapes - made that, '06 - came back,
Cee still the same cat, I'm sick (now y'all don't want it with him)
With them flame raps, that's it, nobody f**in' with them
(Melbourne) Yeah homie, what's really good?
We finna rep the South East and shout outs to Shayne Hood, b**hes
[Hook: Bekah]
Everybody's feelin' this
Why must you be, talkin' sh**
Go head baby run your mouth
What you say can't shut me down