| Lewi White |
| No safety on the ting |
| Whenever I evade the limit |
| Wanna run your mouth, get a trainer in it |
| Top boy here, no Summerhouse |
| Like the show with Asher and Kano in it |
| Put your brolly up, it’s raining lyrics |
| Some of you need a little training with it |
| Jimmy’s the personal trainer in it |
| Now I’m gonna put you through your paces with it |
| Start upping your game, cause the way I come in the game |
| It’s too much when I feel like I’m running away |
| With the goods and the hood like back in the day |
| Where the thieves and crooks and savages stay (savages stay) |
| flow, I’m Cassius Clay |
| Reel you in, then you fall prey |
| Can’t hide, no nook or cranny is safe |
| Call me the UK killer |
| Call me the urban GOAT |
| Call me Dagenham’s finest |
| On a track, none of them want smoke |
| Nope, nope, nope, nope |
| Think you’re psycho, I’m Alfred Hitchcock |
| You played the part that I wrote |
| Now fuck off and do another dance on TikTok |
| I influence the internet, but I’m no internet influencer |
| Intricate every time I step, I don’t flows sicker than Influenza |
| I respect what Wiley said, that I’m the best out here |
| Which guy wanna test, huh? |
| Vietnam type of vet, I seen way more shit than my eyes ever meant to |
| My spectrum of vision is like, you see what you’re meant to |
| I’ve seen past all of that |
| I’ll never fall in line, my life’s an adventure |
| I can look myself in the mirror, you can’t, you snake |
| Karma’s gonna get you |
| Want another big tune, you got it |
| It’s there, you ain’t even gotta ask your Alexa |
| Call me the UK killer |
| Call me the urban GOAT |
| Call me Dagenham’s finest |
| On a track, none of them want smoke |
| Nope, nope, nope, nope |
| Think you’re psycho, I’m Alfred Hitchcock |
| You played the part that I wrote |
| Now fuck off and do another dance on TikTok |
| You want old-school me, then you’ve got it |
| I took time plotting then came back |
| With a fuck less than I once had |
| Like Raheem Sterling, let me run mad |
| You ain’t gonna pass me, every time you try |
| Then my Fire in The Booth should be gettin' pulled back |
| shit, you’re full of bullcrap |
| And if it’s a new, that’s why it’s all cap |
| If I shot some prick tomorrow |
| Then he’ll have a lot more to follow |
| Tryna bring substance here, it’s so hollow |
| Chamber of echoes, why do you swallow |
| The laziness of lazy pricks |
| Who must be out of their minds |
| If they think that they’re blazing this |
| What? Do you want a few bars you can borrow? |
| Call me the UK killer |
| Call me the urban GOAT |
| Call me Dagenham’s finest |
| On a track, none of them want smoke |
| Nope, nope, nope, nope |
| Think you’re psycho, I’m Alfred Hitchcock |
| You played the part that I wrote |
| Now fuck off and do another dance on TikTok |
| Call me the UK killer |
| Call me the urban GOAT |
| Call me Dagenham’s finest |
| On a track, none of them want smoke |
| Nope, nope, nope, nope |
| Think you’re psycho, I’m Alfred Hitchcock |
| You played the part that I wrote |
| Now fuck off and do another dance on TikTok |
| There’s nowhere safe |
| There’s nowhere to hide |
| No safety |