Whose Laughing - Poundz

Don’t talk on my name you’re a minor, I’ll run you down in my sliders

What’s wrong with this washed out yute, you ain’t done no drill so you must be

a hider

(Don') Don’t claim that’s the life you live, with your eyebrow’s pierced you’re

a skateboard rider

You’re so broke can’t switch up you clothes, got holes in you socks I’ll dash

you a fiver

What a dumb little fuck, are you mental?

I’ll put the metal to you mouth no

dental

How the fuck can you share mans clothes in your rasclart vids, your cheap

little rental

You’re a reject numerous times, you ain’t from the 12 you’re a clown like

Dead-Pool

And if you ain’t got a wap it’s long you can’t beef man 'cause the sawn-off's

dreadful

You’re a neek and you feet dem stinking you can’t ride in my wave keep sinking

I know you girl wanna hold this dick I’ll nut in her mouth, like the bitch was

drinking

You ain’t half as cold as me so you’re my son what the fuck are you thinking?

Better call me dad when you see me and change dem shoes cause you foot dem

mingin'

How the fuck can I take your flow when you be my son and I’m your dad?

You should’ve thought about drawing me out, go buy some lynx you’re a fucking

tramp

How you talk about scoring goals, and you don’t even play for the 12 that’s mad

You ain’t worth my time like notes

I tell a man sit back down in you pram

I tell a man sit back down in you pram

You can’t Diss man, man area mad man

Kill a MC with a mic in hand basic bars you’re a basic man, tear up beats yeah

I’m way too ham

I know my son wanna be like dad

I know you ain’t down for the beef like 5 guys you ain’t never held or seen no

waps

You ain’t never held or seen no waps

You’re Airforce 1's Dem creased to the max

Really could of brought you a new pair son like, all you had to do was ask your

dad

And if you’re really gonna take mans flow beg little man, just bring that back

I know I’m like Lukaku up front and you’re like Benteke your shit don’t bang

I can teach you my flow just ask, I can book you a private class

Just show up at half past nine and I bet that you’ll leave with a damn A*

Don’t talk about best in drill you only get views cause you’re up mans arse

Even if I got white boy wasted I put it on my life, I’ll done your dance

Don’t talk on my name you’re a minor, I’ll run you down in my sliders

What’s wrong with this washed out yute, you ain’t done no drill,

so you must be a hider

Don’t claim that’s the life you live with your eyebrow’s pierced you’re a

skateboard rider

You’re so broke can’t switch up you clothes, got holes in you socks,

I’ll dash you a fiver

What a dumb little fuck, are you mental?

I’ll put the metal to you mouth no

dental

How the fuck can you share mans clothes in your Rasclart vids, your cheap

little rental

You’re a reject numerous times, you ain’t from the 12 you’re a clown like

Dead-Pool

And if you ain’t got a wap it’s long you can’t beef man 'cause the sawn-off's

dreadful