Disappointed

Disappointing

So disappointed

Yo

I came to your show and moved to your brother in front of your dad (Real talk)

Your old man just stood there, pissed (Real talk)

I said, "Pops, why you look so sad?"

Shoulda known better

You know I had to show your little brother I'm harder

Shoulda known better

Then you brought me out on stage right after

You fuckin' prick

Go and back your bro before you suck my dick

About "suck your mum", I'll soon bust your lip

We don't say them things

Ay, look, cut the shit

It's all jokes on Twitter

All jokes on Twitter till you say the wrong thing

Now it's smoke from Twitter

And the mandem are pullin' on your coat from Twitter

Like crack man's slow but the coke goes quicker

You crackhead cunt don't know no killers

Don't mention Jay 'cause you ain't no Jigga

Mention my name for the clout, go figure

Know them **** from the South, so realer

Aye, Wiley's a prick cah he love talk shit

Then he sobers up and then begs it

I'm so big that the only thing bigger than me last year was Brexit (Bwoy)

I can't Tweet, I'm too reckless

I'm too BBC Breakfast

Free smoke, so come get this

Disrespect, we don't take this

The old man's got a death wish

Old man, you'll regret this

Alright then, challenge accepted

Smoke on sight from the brothers I step with

Wiley, lay off the crack, I don't like that

Online, talkin' smack, I don't like that

You told me "Suck your mum", I don't like that

See, when I slap your face, you best fight back

'Heavy is the Head' out now, so go buy that

They say that I'm pop, I don't mind that

All you pussy boys should say "thank you"

True say I'm the one who brought grime back

The boy's just way too anointed

And I'm not mad, I'm disappointed

'Cause your first dub's goin' in the toilet

But there's more to come, I won't spoil it

Still got smoke for your V-neck

Started on Jay, so I'm guessin' it's me next

Your dad watched your bro get G-checked

Bitch-boy ting, whole fam full of rejects

Where was you when your little bro was movin' nervous

You told me he deserved it

No respect for you, you ain't earned it

I'm Big Mike and I sing and rhyme

They hate when I sing, but give 'em time

Number one in this thing of mine

And that what's makes me the king of grime, so

Ay, Wiley, man I'm so disappointed