​yes, please

[Intro]
Ayy, come, come over here, come
Oh, my days
Hey, Jamie (Oi)
This is the one man (Buds, buds, buds)
Ayy, Jake, yeah, what's goin' on?

[Verse 1: Oakland]
Do you wanna spit a bar? Yes, please
Do I wanna spit a bar? Yes, please
When I'm on the mic, I'm like an X6
When you're on the mic, you're like an X3 (X3)
People think they can book one guy [?]
Boy, better know I get the rest free (Free)
If I'm in the raid and I'm on stage
Promoters know I charge next P (P)
Do I wanna spit a bar? Of course
Do I wanna spit a bar? Of course
When I'm on the mic, I'm like an R8
When you'er on the mic, you're like an old Porsche
People think they can get so [?] to Jamie
'Cause they think they're so raw
But they don't know, Jamie's [?]
Yeah, that's right, I'm from cold North

[Verse 2: Ezra Skys]
Switch off the light
When I see this duffy it's over (Over)
I'm a older but I check for my odour, no more (No more)
I'm not a boss, rudeboy, I'm a soldier
I got so many stripes, there's no more space on my shoulder
See me, I turned into a cobra
I start flexin', I don't mean yoga
'Cause I ain't scared of no ghost (Bap)
I ain't scared of no movements
Been in this thing since double O 2
Look at all the bullshit I been through
Solved more beef with man that only go to the rave when twenty mans rolling
See me, I'm a lonely strolling
He don't wanna see what my mandem are holdin'