Jordan in his Grime

My hands Sliced up wit Paper cuts from counting fast money

Anybody talking robin the gods gwop thats blasphemy

Yall funny, only thing you might jacks a laugh from me

Ask cuzzy he seen me blast gats in a cats skully

Yea buddy Jacks Fresher then maestro-and dougee

Mad gully hennessy making my past fuzzy

Airmax muddy from the forrest and my ax bloody

Call me jack Bundy lighta stogy witta stack of hundies

Lately the blocks off balance like jenga stacked funny

Student of the game, yes i passed but my ass studied

Stabbedem in his tummy witta knife like Dundee

Son lucky his ass chubby or he'd be on a ambulance buggey