Big Zuu - Clarty Joints lyrics

[Intro] Wasteman, sniffhead, dickhead, p**y Yo, about to get real shelly inside, bruv f** Row D, you f**ing p**yhole, bruv Why don't you f** your mum, bruv? Dickhead, bruv Chatting sh** about our fam, listen, yo [Verse 1] You fruity white don on this gay Aligarh ting Got no Ps for a whip, no drive, no friends To at least go karting, fam, it's a par ting Old man see her so he's departing Big man, no wife, no kids, but if you had a wife I'd get down to the clarting Man tried call me fat on a sore ting You're just gas out the coke that you're snorting Whoops, I mean Coke that you're drinking Row D, you're a victim I know you [?] that'll pitch in Row D in a bodybag, man ditched him You little p**yhole, say life is a bore Tap at your door, let that sink in Bang to your jaw, let that sink in You sniff raw, let that sink in You've got no Ps for a mortgage You're on sleep on the floor things All of your music's dead but For some reason, you keep coming with more things I swear white dons who can rap are morphing This little pig that breads You f**ing baker's sonny You had bare purple, that's a f**ed up [?] [Hook] It's 'bout to get clarty Row D looks like one of those f**ed up guys in the corner Waiting so he can molest kids at parties Said it's 'bout to get clarty Row D looks like one of those f**ed up guys who sat on his bed Then wished he could try have s** with his auntie I said it's 'bout to get clarty Row D looks like one of those f**ed up guys in the corner Waiting so he can molest kids at parties I said it's 'bout to get clarty Row D looks like one of those f**ed up guys who sat on his bed Then wished he could try have s** with his auntie [Verse 2] Cuh man don't care about this little pig Shots in his head, then he starts turn pink Younger, give me some change for a drink You're a wasteman, you ain't on no things You wouldn't hold no blanks to your lip f**ed up hospital ting on a drip Man ah get dons that'll draw for the clip Rise up your wig if you're talking of pig Don't try talk 'bout AJ Are you f**ing dumb, bruv? Your face get write off Make man switch, knock your lights off Run up on your yard, cut your light, star You will get nabbed if you wanna fight out Play no games, if you say my name Then you better mind out If you talk greaze, then the mandem ride out If you talk greaze, then the mandem duppy You don't wanna come link up with the brukky See, everyting turn mucky Your old man is the reason you're lucky Or you see my n***as jump out on a chucky No Child's Play, man, you're f**ing with Chucky So, big man You better know we're on more than a f**ery Little p**yhole, fam, you don't wanna buck me Cuh the female members of your family wanna f** me Said it's 'bout to get clarty Violations get dealt with abruptly See, man are like bossa You're an overaged [?] We're actually making it You're just stuck in your dumb jeans [Hook] I said it's 'bout to get clarty Row D looks like one of those f**ed up guys in the corner Waiting so he can molest kids at parties Said it's 'bout to get clarty Row D looks like one of those f**ed up guys who sat on his bed Then wished he could try have s** with his auntie [Outro] How have you been broke your whole f**ing life? You f**ing dickhead, go and get some Ps, bruv Talking 'bout the mandem, you f**ing p**yhole f** your mum, bruv