Mourinho (Dublin x London)

[Intro: Poundz, Mr Wot, J.B2]
Oh shit
It's about to get mad
Brrrrrr, bap, bap, bap
Gotcha
Niggas ain't bad like we, anyting opp get squeezed
Dublin to London, link up, link up, Skengman times J.B
It's like we don't ever play no games, spin man like CD
I'll treat man like he's Mourinho, Mourinho and take man out the-
Kwaasi-si

[Verse 1: J.B2]
Tryna put the Republic in check, so I stop shots like Peter
I put myself on map so no one can eat from my center
I am the king, crown on my head, demon in me, don't play no games
I am the king, crown on my head, demon in me, don't play no-
You look ridiculous, don't bother at me, you're hideous
I ain't repetitive, I am different breed, don't hesitate
Nicki Minaj want anaconda, A-town nitty love Willy Wonka
I was a drug dealer back then, envy, you just a real loser
Hello Angelina Jolie, bad-o bad-o, I am
Tryna do him dirty, JoJo
Tryna Headie the one (su)
So-so
I am the type to fuck up your face, so settle the beef, let's do it your way
I am the type to settle this long man, the joker they are loving your face
Machiavelli hide up your face, to the pack and hit 'em all up
Hail Mary, they didn't lock up
Wanna beef but they ain't on jack you batty, batty
Go jack up your juju, cutting, cutting
Shut up your mout', man pattern, pattern
Fill up the strap, I'm pushing 50
Don't piggy [?]

[Chorus: Poundz]
Niggas ain't bad like we, anyting opp get squeezed
Dublin to London, link up, link up, Skengman times J.B
It's like we don't ever play no games, spin man like CD
I'll treat man like he's Mourinho, Mourinho and take man out the scene
Niggas ain't bad like we, anyting opp get squeezed
Dublin to London, link up, link up, Skengman times J.B
It's like we don't ever play no games, spin man like CD
I'll treat man like he's Mourinho, Mourinho and take man out the scene

[Verse 2: Poundz]
Me nah play games, little nigga don't gram
You can't complain, man a real badman
You can't contest with a king, last month, man kill a MC for the rasclart bants
Now I go hard when I roll to the shows, that's two pop dottys in a rasclart bag
Free little bro, can't wait too long, man know that the judge got my niggas in the can
Please stop talking beef, you ain't active, madness
Kill the beat with no practice, active
Two on peds and one car, that's tactics
Show no love, they're all fake like catfish
Back my tool and get wild on badness
Neeky yutes, they ain't on, they're actors
How you score but don't play no matches?
Back your talk or get-got, you actress
We ain't tryna take no L's, I let it ring like jingle bells
No half heart ting, stay active, no Christmas, this gift is hell
Man really don't do no banter, no lobster, you can hold these shells
I'll bang for bro, no talking, man stay tight like Kenan & Kel
Gyal come bruck it, bruck it, then dive, gyal come sit down and ride my bike
Gyal tek' body, body, tek' body, body, tek' body, body tonight
J.B savage, mi nah tek' lie, want see bad 'pon a beat like I
Man can't talk on my name, 'bout active, spin a MC 'pon a rasclart mic

[Chorus: J.B2]
Dublin to London, link up, link up, pull up the skeng and hit up, hit up
We don't ever play no games, spin up the field C-CD
Crash up the club like, Mourinho
Niggas ain't bad like we, anyting opp get squeezed
Skengman times J.B, Dublin to London link up, link up
Pull up the skeng and hit up, hit up
We don't ever play no games, spin up the field C-CD
Crash up the club like, Mourinho
Niggas ain't bad like we, anyting opp get squeezed
Skengman times J.B, Skengman times J.B

[Outro: Producer Tag]
Gotcha