(Hook) Verse 1 Its Crazy Times 2 get ready for the new one This ones banging, come with a cannon Most man know i'm a loose one I've been away for the last 4 years bruvs Tell me, what have you done? Nothing! Who have you spun? Nobody, are you serious Go ahead Jonathan, jog on do one! Im back its time to get gruesome Your'e wack your times overdue son On my own i'll tell your whole crew come One 16 will get your whole crew spun On point accurate spray like a new gun I'll put my hand in my waist Looking for weed, you best believe You're so shuck, that is enough to make two run (?) (Hook) Verse 2 p**y, calm down dont act like your bursting Im on arms do you know what i'm curling Dressed in a hood with a stick like Merlin Big 45 have your bredrins hurling 187, straight up earth him This ones wavey, hear how im surfing You wanna catch up, keep on working Wait til you done couple bookings in Berlin Glastonbury, V Festival and a big tour then tell me 'bout merking
You don't know me my styles like (Marshall/Martial) And my styles are martial ask Mervin I'm down like Daniel Brown Ill wrap this back on your head Turban Don't gwarn like you won't get a pounding Rudeboy I ain't talking about sterling (Hook) Verse 3 Alright thats enough of the name calling Cause you'll get air and I ain't all in Don't try and act hard cause your mates walk in My man are hard, they brought tings Your mandem are air just bare talking All night in the dance and the bought drinks Sweating up dry mouth looking for links Wagwan for cologne have you heard 'bout lynx Money talks, bullsh** walks I guess that's why fam your whole crew stinks Get to the dance, cop two bottles Both of them mine none one of them pimps Each to the own, that's how we roll We all see food, no lobster or shrimp Shotting in the ends or go to country Moneys gotta run no bath or sink (Hook)