It's Not Cricket

Just because it's not cricket

Doesn't mean it's not a cricket bat swinging at your fitted cap

I'm in the fast lane kicking back

We're not competing, I'm on a different track

Have you feeling like I skipped a lap

And I'd let you hold the sail but I don't even wanna give you that

I'm swirling cheap liquor in a snifter glass

Like a boss chilling in none of your business class

Lost in the midst of ignorant bliss, relaxed

I tell you I'm the illest as if it's an irrefutable scientific fact

And then I break it down in a way to leave your

Mind in disarray like a table full of bric-a-brac

But I'm the shit, I admit to that

I really mean it like a diplomat

You're collecting spends, I'm tryna get these Ms like Mick and Mac

This isn't British rap, I'm out of this world and Mr Mission back

People if you're with me where the fuck are you at

I wanna see them hands from the front to the back

I hear you making noise like you're under attack

I said people if you're with me where the fuck are you at

I wanna see them hands from the front to the back

I hear you making noise like you're under attack

I'm tryna censor myself but it's proper hard though

Cause I'm flipping off the wall like Don Tomato

Out of place, Ghostface in Monte Carlo

I'm a walking, talking Modern Art show

I'm tryna censor myself but it's proper hard though

Cause I'm flipping off the wall like Don Tomato

Out of place, Ghostface in Monte Carlo

I'm a walking, talking Modern Art show

Bro, out the cast iron skillet into the fire

I'm the truth, you're a snitch with a wire

You're a bitch and a liar

I flip the script like Magnus Ver Magnusson flipping a tire

I just need another couple of quid to retire

I skip through the mire in vintage attire

You struggle just walking down the street

Lord I found me feet, I pray to a different messiah

Lisa's a hank of Yeezus kicks from the Spire

Fuck a pawn shop, I'll fly me ring in the Shire

Cause I'm pissed off this stack of chips isn't higher

I should be compensated for all the kids I inspire

But there's bigger fish in the fryer

I tell you what's what even if you didn't enquire

I sit, we drink and conspire

Honey, this is the type of shit that doesn't shrink in the dryer

People if you're with me where the fuck are you at

I wanna see them hands from the front to the back

I hear you making noise like you're under attack

Yeah I said people if you're with me where the fuck are you at

I wanna see them hands from the front to the back

I hear you making noise like you're under attack