Lyrics

[Intro: Giggs] Yeah, dun' know, Giggs, Skeps Browse it, Boom Productions SN1, Boy Better Know Ahhhh, look out you bastards (Haha) [Verse 1: Giggs] SN1 on my tee again My black trousers D&G again (Yes) Looking like a G again (Yeah) That's right it's me again (Nah) My big .45's gotta flea in 'em Think I've only got one Mac, got three of 'em (Mhm!) Then you won't see me again Time to get the white in and the B again (Yeah) Just got some high grade from Vesra I'm a real G so I got a little extra (Extra) I like hot girls cause I'm extra (Why?) Thought about my lighty then I text her (Oof) Impressed her, thinks I'm on shit 'cause I'm doing it with Skepta Take off your whole head top (What?), Hannibal Lecter (Nah!) Black director, shoot up shit then I cut in the Vectra (Cut!) Orange bud weed lookin' nectar Strap a big boy spliff, suttin' nester (Mhm!) Had to breeze up to Chester Got a new flake link, got a tester (Yeah) Ooohh, potent white girl, so I pressed her Hugh Hefner, pitch niggas like Scarface did Hector Breeze in a light car chase with feds, 'cah it's looking like them jakes wanna get us (Nah!) I'm the best cuz, out 'ere in the rap game, got the best buds We got the best slugs, so come against us [Hook: Giggs & Skepta] This is the hard shit Makes you wanna lick out a cartridge Look out you bastards We push out the hard shit This is the hard shit (Yo) Makes you wanna lick out a cartridge Look out you bastards (Skepta, Giggs) We push out the hard shit [Verse 2: Skepta] Now this might sound a bit cheeky but I don't even try fam I make it look easy, naturally greazy Me and Giggs run up and take all the gold coins like Mario and Luigi (Bling!) You wanna say something, say it when you see me Don't phone me, save your credit 'Cause if you can't tell me what happens after you die, I don't wanna hear it You ain't half a gangster, nowhere near it Meridian, that's my murdering force Giggs beat the skeng in South, I heard it in North They hate we got Boy Better Know t-shirts and SN1 wear for the whole world to endorse, 'course North's up in this bitch I don't know what you heard but you can't take the piss If you saw what the kick back done to my wrist You would have never put my name on your murder list Fam, if you interrupt the vibe that I'm in then I ride, ride, ride with my ting So fuck them niggas, everyday I'm surrounded by killers, like I was on a lifers wing See I'm a cool brudda with a heart of the wickedest Violate me I squeeze this, 'til it finishes Then I switch clips like Hollowman switches chicks Rinse the machine like boom bye, bye, I call that Buju Banton Light up your head like a lantern Boy Better Know, standard 'Look Out', that's the anthem Ask all the mandem, out 'ere in the grime scene I'm a champion (Jheeze!) Until I get a mansion, I'mma keep murdering spitters at random [Hook: Giggs] This is the hard shit Makes you wanna lick out a cartridge Look out you bastards We push out the hard shit This is the hard shit Makes you wanna lick out a cartridge Look out you bastards We push out the hard shit [Outro: Giggs] Haha, what they gonna say now? How can you have a hit, with 2 BET nominees on one track We can write at home, but we wanna write in the studio and make it look good SN1, Boy Better Know, you dun know Skepta doesn't even write Giggs! I told you before Skepta, we believe it cuz