Pick up the phone or pick up the pace

No four five to lick out the place

More tunes for your headtop

They don't wanna listen to me

They'd rather listen to Drake

Switch up the play

Let these guys know it isn't the same

Your traphouse was getting kicked up

I was in the park doing kick ups with Dave

Anthony came to the set with a bong

Spark that, take one hit and I'm waved

You're not bad, you just live in a place

Where it's gritty, intense but your niggas are fake

Tryna be someone you're not, I can't rate that

I'm the black Gary Barlow, I take that

Reece used to call me like yo where's the babes at

Somebody tell these pricks that it's payback

Look at me now

(Woah)

What's the time

Activate flip mode when I bust a rhyme

Couple man said that Richie's terrible

I looked at them like have you lost your mind

Even Lord knows I would've spun the guy

Make all these rappers become surprised

I could've came here on a corny flex like

My name's Richie and I love to rhyme

Yeah I make moves

Ask Jamie St Patrick I'm the truth

Baseball bat in the two door vehicle

You don't wanna see Jae come out the boot

(Oh no!)

We ain't finished

Last man that thought he was brave with

Caught him on Instagram slipping

He started speaking some Drake lyrics

David clocked him in 8 minutes

Got patterned and had his mates with him

Grays to Southampton with 4 man

Between all of us, there's one train ticket

Finessed and gone

Life is short but things just get long

What do you know about running around

From shop to shop with a CV applying for a job

All these employers are talking smack

How come they still haven't called me back

Why would I wanna work for someone who's twenty eight who's never touched fourteen grand

Fuck you and these horny slags

Let me know when you touched forty racks

These people wanna see me fall

Nah there's no way I'm falling back

And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance

And furious anger

Those who attempt to poison

And destroy my brothers

Reckless mode activated

Allow me

This one's for the people who wasn't believing in me or would doubt me

It's rowdy

Arif got 4 rings on his fingers, his hand looking like an Audi

But this isn't about me

It's about my brothers

Itayi got them brands

He be styling on them suckers

Kenzo, Stone Island, Balmain and all the others

I don't fuck with many niggas

They're calling me Uncle Ruckus

I see they're tryna replace us

Me and Smallz are the best around town

I can see why they hate us

Don't complain bruv

Cos all these other guys are shit

Inconsistent, sloppy or either gave up

It's okay bruv

I got the iPhone, the Berry, the Nokia

Three lines, no Adidas

This is the season of revenge

I got my balaclava on

And we're invading all the habitats

It's payback

For anyone who done my people dirty

Or is trying to finesse

It's payback

If you touch one of my brothers anyhow

I'll have you missing from the ends

It's payback

They don't wanna see us winning

So I keep on killing them with the success

It's payback

You can give me all the Haribo's you want

But nothing's sweeter than revenge

One more time, one more time, one more time

It's payback

For anyone who done my people dirty

Or is trying to finesse

It's payback

If you touch one of my brothers anyhow

I'll have you missing from the ends

It's payback

They don't wanna see us winning

So I keep on killing them with the success

It's payback

You can give me all the Haribo's you want

But nothing's sweeter than revenge

Motherfucker