Man Said

[Intro: Faultsz and Streema]
Yeah, yeah, what you saying cuz?
What you saying fam?
Ayo S-T-R, what you saying 16-for-16?
Aye man said 16-for-16, aye what
Man said Silo Grass you know
Aye Silo Grass Spyro, aye what
Can't we set pace on this ting
Set pace
Aye man said shellers, what should we shell this down?
Yeah shell this down still
Aye let's do this together
What you saying, you going first?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, let me draw for the ting
Aight yeah, do your ting innit, show man how we do it

[16-bar: Faultsz]
Don't try act
'Cause I move on point and I move intact
And I'm never gonna get sidetracked 'cah
When I'm on a beat I bring impact
And don't try chat bad you'll smacked
Don't have no friеnds won't get backed
And your skull get crackеd and your phone get jacked
And I, bailed your girl and took your girl
And she got macked, that's after we bunned down
And we got yacked
Wavy like when your hair got dapped
You are not a badman, that's one fact
And P got stacked and you got tax
And you got no P and you stressed to the max
You are not a badman 'cause you got caps
You'll get beat down, you'll get baxed

[16-bar: Streema]
ST is a real G no gas
Got a shank in the pouch if you want that
Going all out so you better know that
If it's on top beef I ain't gonna hold back
You don't wanna die or feel like that
I don't wanna be a wasteman sitting in flats
Make music with my crew we're nang
So like that you don't wanna chat
If you wanna chat get licked down in a clash
Talking 'bout something like lightning plan
I ain't chatting 'bout lightning man
I'll make the ting bang like lightning fam
Any war manaman are just fries and bang
Who's bad? You're not bad you're you're prang
Who's that? I'm that six-foot man
See me on set going sick with Dan

[16-bar: Faultsz]
And you can't take man for a wimp
We can really swing it out if you wanna swing
I'll tell your witness don't say a thing
'Cah lyrically, physically, know I'm a king
And I, get girls man call me a pimp
And I'll move your girl and I gave her the wink
Now she wanna fly away like blimp
And she's my ting but I made her think
But she's not my ting so
Calm down ma there's no fighting
And, you might see me on a black hat ting
You'll see me in a Adidas backpack ting
Bare gas you chat that ting
But family can you back that ting?
'Cah you're chatting and bragging about black matte ting
And, I know you don't have that ting

[16-bar: Streema]
S-T-R-E-E, I'm the man
Bad boy badaman never been prang
Grab tools if man wanna beef man
No tools, I'll lick out your headback
Don't talk, when I talk shut you're trash
Don't act up around me you're a fan
It's real talk, no lie no gas
I'm not a wasteman, dickhead or fass
Got big bits, just for the cash
But it's all cool, I ain't gonna trap
I ain't gonna do what a next man tells me
Tryna beat of gyal with stacked grands
Out of the blue like I left Chelsea
If you wanna help me stack these bags
Come and find me in Lewisham SE
On free or cap with flats

[16-bar: Faultsz]
I'll hit mans face
Sweet man, bang man, kick mans face
Man lie they don't make dough, they don't make P, they don't make cake
He was hyping around the place
Bang mans face it's out of shape
I've got bars, they're out of range, they're out of world, they're out of space
You can't doubt the cakes
The dough, the stack I'm 'bout to make
While you was going out on dates
I'm tryna get around the state
Tryna get marge out of states
And you got bars they sounding bait
Pack your creps, out of date
You don't wanna test me blud

[16-bar: Streema]
'Cah S-T-R's from SE6 and SE13, SE strip
Rep the blue but not like Crips
I get the food and move it quick
I'm doing moves I'm doing bits
Never see me chatting shit
Big boy no longer a kid
I've got a uncle and he's sick
If it's a ting the barrel spins
It's not a rebore ting
But, next ting I'll buck your girl and F the bitch
If she see my dough and give her dick
Free up the ting I'm going in
Tallest, youngest, very sick
I'm going in you know the ting