This is a song about "Fat british cunt"

You know you're a cunt

And more than confident

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

I'm about to track you down like a bloodhound, cunt

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Fuck off stop bullshittin you silly cunt it dont get it out

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

The day before is better than the present

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

My flow is like a british man, it's motherfuckin' peachy keen,