R.S. (Roll Safe) - Fire in the Booth lyrics

I'm like listen, I don't think you're listening I got this ting on my wrist and it's glistening Casio? What, you wanna war me? I will leave your mandem bloody, like raw meat Your girl's the bizzle, but I still will give her that pow I will bring your arms out to your mum's house You wanna war me? Come on mate, come on mate Your girl, she's sitting on my - come on mate You wanna fight me? Come on mate Look - last night in the hotel room She was like 'R.S, come on mate!' No, you're a teaser You'll get slapped up, [?] please her Look, I like Nigerian food But I'm not a fan of gizzard, yo Holla at Raz and Shagan I'm like you man, let's hit the casino Skrrr skrrr, two-twos now Go down booth with your girl get [?] What? Message from Timbo WhatsApp from Mitch? I'm like 'What's going on?' They're telling me L.J's 'round my b**h, rah [...] Back in the day, me and you baby We used to have fun Until delivered that baby Look, that's not my son Believe me, anybody can't tell me that that is my son [...] Chantelle, I loved you But you cheated with Jonathan from church I'm gonna run up, and spray him And leave him in the church Now all you people cussing me s** you I'm here on Charlie in the Booth All you people cussing me, s** your mum Elephant & Castle where I grew up Don't try take me for a mook That was perfect I won Hold tight Adele, your new track is not bad But I don't really know what your name is Yo, if you wanna rock me, I'll bring my arms out to your mum's house And bang you in your forehead That one's for Chantelle I loved you You're a J bag on Mondays You're a s*ut on Tuesdays Stop calling me on Fridays I'm a big man but I'm not thirty Hold tight Stormzy, you wanna get merky Your breath stinks, just shut up Your breath stinks, just shut up I'm not @ing you Stormzy, Charlie's trying to cause trouble He's a prick, he's trying to cause trouble I'm gonna burst his bubble I'm gonna take his hat He's not getting that hat That snapback's gone outside the building Round my hometown Round my hometown [...] On my Hotline Bling, I'm kind of wavey BMT, you don't know me Hold tight Auntie Gbemi, I got the soup warming in my belly Hold tight Timbo, hold tight Mitch I'm in the car, I got the glitch I'm gonna go back - [...]