[Chorus]
Yeah
You're fucking mad
Anything I spray is a hundred Zs
Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags
Send man's soul to the moon and back
Intestines all hanging out on your lap
Put some serious work on your dad
Lay man down all next to his dad
Yeah
You're fucking mad
Anything I spray is a hundred Zs
Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags
Send man's soul to the moon and back
Intestines all hanging out on your lap
Put some serious work on your dad
Lay man down all next to his dad

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I said I'm moving bait
Overly bait, super bait
I meant blade, go and get that Wray
Make a man sing like Purple Rain
Black bin bag him all over again
"Grim got spun"? Never seen them again
I said back off
Back off
GBH-H
'Cause you didn't back off
Man know I'm moving anti, so
Black bin bag him, that'll send your soul
For a hundred bags, you can have that flow
If you buy that flow, you can keep that flow
If I squeeze on tight
I'll never let go
[Chorus]
Yeah
You're fucking mad
Anything I spray is a hundred Zs
Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags
Send man's soul to the moon and back
Intestines all hanging out on your lap
Put some serious work on your dad
Lay man down all next to his dad
Yeah
You're fucking mad
Anything I spray is a hundred Zs
Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags
Send man's soul to the moon and back
Intestines all hanging out on your lap
Put some serious work on your dad
Lay man down all next to his dad

[Verse 2]
If I squeeze on tight, I'll never let go
Fam, anything goes, got mechanical blows
So I can expose, I'm blatant cold
Still raining flows, need one of them?
Fam, I've had one of those, it's dank when I roll
When I'm with Jam, that's Boy Better Know
Sending for Grim? God bless your soul
If I send back, though, you'll be critical, though
All touch-and-go
Get left back like Ashley Cole
I'm a one-man team
Headback taken off clean, I'll wipe his dream
Mouth stays shut when Grim MCs
Got a next technique, that's me
'Cause I found the loophole like a benefit cheat
Can't clash him, won't benefit me
Punch so hard, make an elephant bleed
[Chorus]
Yeah
You're fucking mad
Anything I spray is a hundred Zs
Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags
Send man's soul to the moon and back
Intestines all hanging out on your lap
Put some serious work on your dad
Lay man down all next to his dad
Yeah
You're fucking mad
Anything I spray is a hundred Zs
Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags
Send man's soul to the moon and back
Intestines all hanging out on your lap
Put some serious work on your dad
Lay man down all next to his dad