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I got a jiggle batty from Hacks, she's never been seen with a guy from my batch
Said she got my back, told her watch my back, but I'm there try'na watch her back
And when our present gets felt a lesson gets dealt, you don't wanna see Miss Trunchbull mad
Back it out and they crumble, sad, dot dot shells coming like a punching bag
I got a jiggle batty from Hacks, she's never been seen with a guy from my batch
Said she got my back, but I'm there try'na watch her back
And when our present gets felt a lesson, you don't wanna see Miss Trunchbull mad
Back it out and they crumble, sad, dot dot shells coming like a punching bag
I got a jiggle batty from Hacks, she's never been seen with a guy from my batch
Said she got my, ay

How can he leave his siblings?
Get a man down, bake off, Mister Kiplings
I can never beef these victims, letting his imagination convince him
Originals adding them zeroes I'm banned from Frisc and Switch, wanna switch things
And three of us banned from Fields, like we got told off in Brixton
Big ting Rasputia, party pooper, never spilled juice when drinking
Got to my man first, bro got to us sooner, assisted it while he was limping
Now all we try'na see is whiskers, T-House, listening to purring and whinging
They don't wanna see it frying and sizzling, corn all flying I was pissed bro missed him
I rid 3 Summers and Switch rid 4, both scored like Iwobi and Bellerín
And we ain't got a clue what's going on anymore but these devilish thoughts still lingering
But we ain't gotta choose we're ready for war, they ain't ever done tit for tat
Scarred up bellies, stitched up backs
Ask yourself what have you did in Hacks?
Jiggle batty asking me who's next, done it in my AJ's no Tracey
I crossed that bridge, drawn out my age group, now they're on edge quite lately
I remember his wounds were fatally
Zero Tolerance get goons not mistakenly
I can, chest shots unforgettable like Swae Lee

Hacks
Guy from my batch
Said she got my back, told her watch my back, but I'm there try'na watch her back
And when a present gets felt a lesson gets dealt, you don't wanna, mad
Back it out and they crumble, sad, dot dot shells coming like a punching bag