K, Little T Send for Corey What a muppet Corey, yes, you think you're bad Spitting for 30 secs, are you mad? Then when you said that you kissed a boy He's a gimp, who plays with toys Yeah, now let's stop right there Coming hard, ain't got no hair down there Chilling with Dylan, yeah, I wouldn't dare Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah What's it like to be dead? Yeah yeah yeah, with the bars in my head Yeah yeah yeah, and I've already said Let me take you back to a time when you could do grime Getting brought home by the police Mum's like 'what've you done this time?' Yes, you're a little tit f** the haters, I made it Yeah, and I'm banging the night like a solar eclipse Just have to pull out the clips Shots more man like I'm part of the Taliban Yeah, like the [?] heat Come to me fam, I'll make you bleed Step back, 'cause you might get burned You'd better run when the fireman turns Yo Why do they call you Stoner Guy You don't smoke weed, you don't get high (Why do they call you Stoner Guy You don't smoke weed, you don't get high) Corey, I've been hearing that you're going to send for me I've done it first, ha ha Shouting out Yasmin Catchpole yeah? Charlie Tate Charlotte Sharman Bang!