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Disappointing So disappointed Yo MeloBeats Traphouse Mob I came to your show, and moved to your brother in front of your dad (Real talk) Your old man just stood there pissed (Real talk) I said pops, why you look so sad? (So sad) Shoulda known better You know I had to show your little brother I'm harder Shoulda known better Then you brought me out on stage right after Yo, fuck you prick Go and back your bro before you suck my dick About suck your mum, I soon bust your lip We don't say them things Ay, look, cut the shit It's all jokes on Twitter, all jokes on Twitter 'til you say the wrong thing Now it's smoke from Twitter And the mandem are pulling your coke from Twitter Like, crack man sold but the coke goes quicker You crackhead cunt, don't know no killers Don't mention J 'cause you ain't no jigga Mention my name for the clout, go figure Know them niggas from the south so realer (So realer) SongtexteOi, Wiley's a prick, cah he love talk shit Then he sobers up and then begs it (Begs it) I'm so big that the only thing bigger than me last year was Brexit I can't tweet, I'm too reckless (Woo) I'm too BBC Breakfast (Woo) Free smoke, so come get this (Woo) Disrespect, we don't tek this (Ah) The old man's got a death wish (Ah) Old man, you'll regret this Alright then, challenge accepted Smoke on sight from the bruddas I step with Wiley, lay off the crack, I don't like that Online talking smack, I don't like that You told me "suck your mum", I don't like that See when I slap your face, you best fight back Heavy Is The Head out now, so go buy that (Yeah) They say that I'm pop, I don't mind that (Yeah) All you pussy boys should say thank you True say, I'm the one who brought grime back (Traphouse Mob) The boy just way too anointed (Yes) And I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed (Uh) 'Cause your first dub's going in the toilet (True) But there's more to come, I won't spoil it Still got smoke for your V-Neck (Yeah) Started on J so I'm guessing it's me next Your dad watched your bro get G-checked Bitch boy ting, whole fam full of rejects Where was you when your little bro was moving nervous? You told me he deserved it No respect for you, you ain't earned it I'm Big Mike, and I sing and rhyme They hate when I sing but give 'em time Number 1 in this thing of mine That's what makes me the king of grime so *blows raspberry* Ahh Wiley man, I'm so disappointed Aus Songtexte Mania