
متن موزیک
Oh my god
It's who, who?
It's the me, me
Yeah, yeah
Everybody knows what me and D do to verses
Walk in the stu', any beat, any speed
Just give me something to work with
Talk about clash, I'll hit him where the nerve is (Greaze)
I don't know why I ever ask man "Wagwan" '
Cause I already know what the word is (Huh?)
Fake love got a big man like me
Flying 'round with a tool in the car like I
Don't know what a bird is (Boom, boom, boom)
International, bigger than the capital (Sex)
Now the guys at the label, they wanna talk when I see them
Talking about contract, must be talking
Vodafone, three calls on a weekend
I get ten shows tryna see three Ms, and that's big facts
Big smoke, I get the cash then dash back to the dunya with the Gs dem
It's a bittersweet symphony, they say an eye for an eye (Smoke)
You die by the sword, now you can't look for no sympathy
I get high so I can ease the pain but still
I can never touch Ye like Kimberly (Never)
I got rich and still I kept my dignity (Trust)
All the OGs falling off, see Skeppy and D
Double, that's who they wish to be (Double)
Bigger than me, bigger than me
Bigger than me, bigger than me, me
Don dada with a capital D
Them man are nothin' like Skepta
Them man are nothin' like ooh, ooh
Think that you're sicker than me, had
To sell my skeng, I'm too trigger happy
Never be sicker than D, never be sicker than Greaze
Bigger than what? Bigger than me?
He's a fake gangster with a lower case G
He can never be sicker than G, go on then, go on then
Bidi-bop-bop
I told my young I like them skinny jeans (I like them)
How you gonna put that big MAC-10 inside them skinny jeans? (How?)
Drill for the ting and beat it, Michael Jackson, Billie Jean (Uh)
Do the ting then quickly fly out to the Philippines
Helicopter, man gotta run 'cause the helicopter (Yeah)
Under the bridge 'cause the helicopter (Yeah)
Under the tree 'cause of the helicopter (Yeah)
Try get away from the heat sensor, man have
Got good food, Marks and Spencer (Yeah)
And I got the heat with the red laser (Yeah)
Under the old school mosh blazer
Boydem wanna come with the handcuffs
Say the boydem wanna come with the taser
Get rid of that, I'm a eraser (Huh, bidi-bop-bop)
Lifesaver (Yeah)
You're gonna need a fundraiser when I start moving like Hellraiser
Carry on thinking I'm a geezer
Pray to the lord and saviour
Bigger than me, bigger than me
Bigger than me, bigger than me, me
Don dada with a capital D
Them man are nothin' like Skepta
Them man are nothin' like ooh, ooh
Think that you're sicker than me, had
To sell my skeng, I'm too trigger happy
Never be sicker than D, never be sicker than Greaze
Bigger than what? Bigger than me?
He's a fake gangster with a lower case G
He can never be sicker than G, go on then, go on then
I've come for the belly
Come for the radio, come for the telly
Come for the hardy, come for the smelly
Come for the bidi-bop-bop, come for the jelly
Jamaican don dada
Come from and come from
Manaman are out here climbing ladder
Manaman are out here climbing, ooh, ooh





















