Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(They should know better)
(They should know better)
(They should know better)
[Verse 2]
Bad B on the nizz
Do you really think I went up sea for scrum?
Live corn in the, shh
I could've let it in a uni room, shh
But I know better
Opps wanna see me get nicked with the, shh
But I know better
Next day, shh, got-got by, bow
Gang done got down two this week
That's shh and shh
They should know better
Don't see me in the flesh and don't make man leak
Man do shit for the 'gram and tweet
Man rise that shh then skeet
How many, shh, shh, shh, shh? Let's see it
[Verse 3]
Man could've put it on the net
When gang done chinged up, shh
Shh, and the bros didn't neither
Man just left it to the media
They say I took an L in L
But shh made a W in W
Anything green get wah
Then oh, Lord
[Verse 4]
Know better
Anything, shh, shh
Excellent finish, Mo Salah
How man tell me buss my, shh
Only 'cause they know that I'm on camera
They want me in the bin, Osama
That would've been four summers
[Verse 5]
Let me know if your favorite rapper with the shh, shh, shh
You feel me? Still out here, B
Lobster, steak, and these things
[Verse 6]
Old friends doin' up commentary
But they forgot that shh, got shh
Then he came over here in the mandem
And that just because Abz made "Robbery"
Everybody do it for the net so much
They forget to go to the job properly
Shh, don't ching down, shh
Put one in the wig, I was playin' monopoly
Still see me on the opp block, open toe
I could've put shh on the net
When I had man crashin' on Croydon Road
[Verse 7]
Bad B on the Nizz
Do you really think I went upsie for scrum?
Live corn in the, shh
I could've let it in a uni room, shh
But I know better
Opps wanna see me get nicked with the, shh
But I know better
Next day, shh, got-got by (Bow)
Gang done got down two this week
That's shh and shh
They should know better
Don't see me in the flesh and don't make man leak
Man do shit for the 'gram and tweet
Man rise that shh then skeet
How many, shh, shh, shh, shh,? Let's see
[Verse 8]
OFB run Tottenham
And I love my team like a Spurs fan
Get 'round there and try to burst, man
Blue Nile or I hit Kervans
Them boy there neeks, Cheff game on fleek
Just copped new sweets, straight cash, no deets
My strap got grease, still stack them P's
Ring, trap all week
[Verse 9]
Got beef in the streets
So I invest in shells
Had man changin' their bio
Hashtag your bredrins world
Try and put gang on the vid
Twenty-four hours later
Shh, got slapped with a stick
Now opps can't stand in their strip
Oh, now I don't know who my paigons are?
'Cause them man don't wanna buck me
My **** keep up with fuckery
Slide 'round there with that brucky
Fry man like he's Kentucky
If I don't hit one, then they're lucky
If I don't hit one, then they're lucky
But I'm still gonna try my best
Blow my thing and take him out the game
I'm like the ref
In a field, I slide on them
But I ain't tryna kick man's leg
Twelve inch Rambo, jet man's chest
Send shots tryna hit man's head
Mind your friends, don't intercept
[Verse 10]
Bad B on the nizz
Do you really think I went up sea for scrum?
Live corn in the, shh
I could've let it in a uni room, shh
But I know better
Opps wanna see me get nicked with the, shh
But I know better
Next day, shh, got-got by, bow
Gang done got down two this week
That's shh and shh
They should know better
Don't see me in the flesh and don't make man leak
Man do shit for the 'gram and tweet
Man rise that shh then skeet
How many, shh, shh, shh, shh? Let's see
Written by: Irving Adjei, Rv