[Verse 1: MIK]
Yeah, I was in the trap, chilling with hoes
One named Miley, one named Cyrus
One named Amber, one named Rose
200 bags all up in her nose
I was in the yard chilling with slags
One named Patsy, one named Maxi
One named Kirsty, one named Kat
200 bags all over the racks
I was in the pub chilling with lads
One named Peter, one named Pat
One named Michael, one named Max
200 bags fell on my lap
I was in the rave, chilling with dons
One named Myth, one named Tom
One named Ghost, one named Writer
200 bags all over the song
I was on the curb chilling with nerds
One named Simon, one named Kirk
One named Alex, one named Ferg
200 bags, made 200 birds
I was in the whip, chilling with stars
One named Jack, one named Mason
One named Rapture, one named Kahn
200 bags came in from far
I was in the lab chilling with Gs
One named Cheddar, one named Cheese
One named Hundred, one named Kis
200 bags all under my sleeve
I was in the ends chilling with friends
One named Roma, one named Ben
One named ACE, one named Jen
200 bags, put it out in tens
[Hook: Grim Sickers & MIK]
Yeah, you're f**ing mad
Anything I spit is 100 Zs
Nah, anything I spit is 100 bags
Put some serious work in the dad
Yeah, juggling racks
Don't make sense if you don't get it back
Anything I say is 100 kis
Double up quick, get 100 back
[Verse 2: Grim Sickers]
1p don with his 1p flows
Apple will burst when I grip his throat
Doctor or nurse, cut him out of his clothes
If I send man's soul to a f**ing ghost
Turn the whole ting Raoul f**ing Moat
One for the flow pa**ed on by the spirits
Two for the aura pa**ed on by the wizards
Don't fidget, I'm livid, I'll take it, I'll flick it, I'll twist it
Don't gimmick, I'm wicked, I'll stick it, you're finished, off-limits in minutes
Spin man around ten times in a row
Spin man around like Kylie Minogue
Where did he come from? Where did he go?
Man turn the whole ting into Cotton Eyed Joe
Can't take Grim for a likkle man yout
Now I've got body parts all in my car boot
Car stinking of Febreze won't do
At this rate, need a new car soon
Turn the whole ting Floyd/Manny part two
Shut the f** up, who the f** asked you?
Kick him on the floor, man, till he can't move
I'm moving loose like [?] juice
Best mind what you get yourself deep into
Taxi, swerving, backstreet, casually, actually
Might wanna win like Belasie
Serve and tan, got snitched by a fa**y
Couldn't make it any more clearer
Trip man out with the shards [?]
Back off, don't come one step nearer
Put four in your back like Viera
f** that, put nine in his back like Shearer
Catch him at the wheel, blood soaking interior
[Hook: MIK & Grim Sickers]
Yeah, juggling racks
Don't make sense if you don't get it back
Anything I say is 100 kis
Double up quick, get 100 back
Yeah, you're f**ing mad
Anything I spit is 100 Zs
Nah, anything I spit is 100 bags
Put some serious work in the dad