[Chorus: Drifter]
Who trained these guys?
Somebody claim these guys
Hop on the mic with their blatant lies
I'll tell 'em in President T's flow
That that was a bait disguise
Shouldn't haffi tell man twice
But that was a bait disguise
I said bait disguise
Why would you rate these guys?
I said why would you rate these guys?

[Verse 1: Drifter]
It goes dead
That eight bar was a sheg
If I was the DJ, I'd have locked off the deck
Or lowered man's mic instead
You know, blatant sheg
Splurting out his whole album but
Dat ting dere is dead, stop bluffing
Chatting 'bout road but you won't do nothing
Ain't on stuffing, might get chokehold arm
But I'll turn it to a quick gun bucking
Bredrin ducking, thought you could trust him
All for the [?] you was chatting 'bout burners
Cash-earners and them attempted murders
Blatant liar, I don't know who changed you
No real dons don't claim you, joke man
You're not washed, you're soaked, fam
On lean, en route to smoking from a Coke can
[Chorus: Drifter]
Who trained these guys?
Somebody claim these guys
Hop on the mic with their blatant lies
I'll tell 'em in President T's flow
That that was a bait disguise
Shouldn't haffi tell man twice
But that was a bait disguise
I said bait disguise
Why would you rate these guys?
I said why would you rate these guys?

[Verse 2: Big Zuu]
Why would I rate them fassies?
Dem man dere can't flow like man, go Lassie
Dem man moist and sassy
Us man are real dons, see man jump out cabbies
Baow, baow, baow
If a man violates, see a man move scatty
Man are on chasing bread when a man are on chasing batty
Fam, I can't rate dem akhis
Dem man talk about food, but if I had to drop on you
Man ah eat that quick like saltfish patty
You can bring five guys, deal with the beef like I flipped one patty
Fam, I don't par with snakes and I
Won't talk to a man that's ratty
Bun them, toke on a zoot that's fatty
Can't rate dem man, fam, dem man too chatty
[Chorus: Drifter]
Who trained these guys?
Somebody claim these guys
Hop on the mic with their blatant lies
I'll tell 'em in President T's flow
That that was a bait disguise
Shouldn't haffi tell man twice
But that was a bait disguise
I said bait disguise
Why would you rate these guys?
I said why would you rate these guys?

[Verse 3: Grim Sickers]
Rate man? I'll put man in the mud
Call out Sickers? Must have been nuts
Put him in a bag, zip up the bag
Send man home in an ambulance truck
Don't mention that don, I don't rate that bredda
I was with Grimmy swinging out in the cellar
Don talking greaze on tracks
We'll sort it out like Floyd and MacGregor
Hold on brudda, wait there, brudda
Flow worth 100K
That's your whole street's stack put together
Yeah
Top striker like Griezmann
Ronaldinho, Seaman
Wolrd Cup '02
Top, top bins like Eden, ayy, ayy, Sickers
[Chorus: Drifter]
Who trained these guys?
Somebody claim these guys
Hop on the mic with their blatant lies
I'll tell 'em in President T's flow
That that was a bait disguise
Shouldn't haffi tell man twice
But that was a bait disguise
I said bait disguise
Why would you rate these guys?
I said why would you rate these guys?