CallyManSam - Frostbite (Dylan Brewer Reply) lyrics

[Intro: CallyManSam] Yo, shout out LOE yeah Shout out Kirky, shout out the Sheltons, yeah Shout out Bobo, shout out Barky, shout out Ricko, yeah And also, turn, turn the camera down on my feet, yeah Got 110s on, I've got a Northy on, yeah A Northy, mate, yeah You've got a Nike tracksuit in both of your vids, mate You little tramp, yeah This is addressed at Dylan Brewer, yeah You didn't bang me, I dropped you, yo [Verse: CallyManSam] You can't murk me bro You're dirty like a dirty toe You're a little nerd you know You look like a German bloke You sent for me with a nervous tone You look like an alien, Earth is home I'll make you disappear and burn your clothes I'll murder your bro, got a murderous flow I be murdering most I'm hot like I'm burning my toast I'll make you go white like you've turned to a ghost And your Nike tracksuit, does it hurt to be broke? I'm always certain for dough Word in my ex, I be wording your hoe You're sh** on the mic, I'm certain to blow Murking my mum, that's certainly low Murking my mum, that's, that's cla**ic I'll k** your nan and make you go smoke on your grandad's ashes It's an eye for an eye I'll talk about yours if you talk about mine I don't care if I'm rated sly I still let the haters cry It's about time someone dome this guy Said he dropped CallyMan in town, that's a blatant lie You can ask it of his mates, why would I lie? End his life, it's fatal for guys Don't care what I say when I'm making a rhyme Hating on mine What's my mum done wrong but gave me a line So stop with the lies 'cause you're wasting my time [Shelton] Yo, why's he sending again [CallyManSam] He needs to die or get sent to the pen [Shelton] f** it, let's terror him again, bury him again Send his body to the prem [?] [CallyManSam] Said he sell weed but he's never seen a 10 Tried to get brave when I met him in the ends [Shelton] He ain't got P, never going to be a G Never going to be driving a Benz [CallyManSam] I'll drive past, say hi to your friends LOE is the grimiest trends [Shelton] So don't come hyping again, you dickhead, dickhead Big head, big head [CallyManSam] You've got home grown like Big Fred [Shelton] Let me switch it, this guy's twisted Fingering biscuits [CallyManSam] Hashtag great charge I wouldn't risk it Nothing but a misfit [Shelton] You wear your grandma's lipstick Why do you think you're the richest [CallyManSam] Talking about sisters, you're a little b**h boy Hashtag mistress [Shelton] You can't even afford big Rizlas Your head is bigger than Bispham [CallyManSam] Bar for bar, we'll bully this victim [Shelton] Bully this victim [CallyManSam] Know Dylan got deaded Crucified, beheaded Resurrected from the dead and still got buried My bars come heavy Could you be arsed on your Jennies [?] f** that sh**, that's hashtag demi Go to a chemist, I'm a menace like Dennis You want a clash, I'll meet when you're ready Hey Brewer, I'm sick of the threats I'll get vexed, get ga**ed, just lick off his head This is a remix, you are a streb You've got Jennies, go for a test, hah Go to bed, get some rest You're incest, you send for the best Send for somebody else instead Telling Bimbi to go to the barbers when you're the one that's got a pube head You chat sh**, hashtag poo breath Don't get too vexed I'll meet up for the clash 'cause you know that I'm overly ruthless So you tell me when we're going to do this Yo, yeah [Shelton] Hashtag deaded [Outro: CallyManSam] Hey Mitch mate Been told that you're sending shots at, like all the younger MCs and that, yeah But yeah, you're just jel that, like, we've took your fans and that Because you've been in jail, mate At the end of the day, yeah, you're not bad 'cause you've been jail once, mate Don't forget I've been twice, mate, it's nothing, mate, so yeah It's war, mate, if it's war then it's on, mate Say no more *** Thanks Gravy for correction