Check
Ten toes ???
??? one finger for the trigger
Grrah

Uh-oh, who´s on who?
Said you let it ring, but it never goes through
My mind´s fucked, my head´s gone too
The smoke´s with the mandem, but the joke´s on you
Uh-oh, who´s on what?
Don´t tell my brothers cah we´ll spin the whole block
What we buyin´? Everything you got
Tell them little pussies that we take the whole lot

You ain´t got no backbone
I get it out the trap, I ain´t got a trap phone
I got Ps and Ms and Ks and Os
They´re illiterate with letters, so I´m lettin´ niggas know

Used to give them high-fives, now it´s just a middle finger
Diamonds on my Patty, do the Bogle when I linger
They think I´m a rapper, I think I´m a singer (Yo)
Catch me in the cut, I treat the Urus like a dinger
Get you southern-fried, I´m a South boy on some South shit
This is Chase & Status, this ain´t all that fuckin´ house shit
I score a goal and I do my dance, I Peter Crouch it
Heard them brothers wanna do me somethin´, but I doubt it

Do me somethin´ then, do me somethin´ if you´re bad

My mother calls me Mike, but I think I´m Jack the Lad
Tell us what you´re workin´ with, don´t tell us what you had
I need to start my sentences with "Sorry, may I add" (Woo)

You ain´t got no backbone
You ain´t got no backbone

Uh-oh, who´s on greaze?
Said you got the mash, but you never let it squeeze
My head´s hot, my wrist on freeze
I keep a little somethin´ for you pussy emcees
Uh-oh, who´s on what?

Don´t tell my brothers ´cah they´ll spin the whole block
What we buyin´? Everything you got
Tell them little pussies that we take the whole lot

You ain´t got no backbone
You ain´t got no backbone

Do me somethin´ then, do me somethin´ if you´re lit
My mother calls me Mike, but I think I´m the shit
Don´t tell us how it used to be, just tell us how it is
They never gave me nothin´, so it´s fair I take the piss, pussy