text: Know Better Lyrics
  They should know better
  They should know better
  They should know better
  Melo Beats
  Traphouse Mob
  Bad B on the Nizz
  You really think I went upsie for scrum?
  Live corn in the shh
  I could’ve let it in the uni room 
  But I know better
  Opps wanna see me get nicked with a shh
  But I know better
  Next day shh got-got by shh 
  Gang done got down two this week, thats shh and shh 
  They should know better
  Don’t see me in the flesh and don’t make man leak 
  Man do shit for the gram and tweet
  Man rise that shh and skeet 
  How many: shh, shh, shh, shh? Lets see 
  Man could’ve put it on the net
  When gang done chinged up shh 
  And the bros didn’t neither
  Man just left it to the media 
  They say I took a L in L 
  But shh made a W in W 
  Anything green get wah, then oh lord 
  Know better 
  Anything shh, shh, excellent finish, Mo Salah 
  How man tell me buss my shh?
  Only cah they know I’m on camera
  They want me in the bin, Osama 
  That would’ve been four summers 
  Let me know if your favourite rapper wouldve shh, shh, shh
  You feel me? Still out here B
  Lobster, steak and these things 
  One
  Old friends doing up commentary
  But they forgot that shh got shh
  Then they came over here with the mandem
  And that’s just becah Abz made Robbery 
  Everybody do it for the net so much
  They forget to go do their job properly
  Shh done chinged down shh
  Put one on the wing, I was playin Monopoly 
  Still see me on the opp block open toe 
  I could’ve put shh on the net
  When I had man crashin on Croyland Road
  Bad B on the Nizz
  You really think I went upsie for scrum?
  Live corn in the shh
  I could’ve let it in the uni room 
  But I know better
  Opps wanna see me get nicked with a shh
  But I know better
  Next day shh got-got by shh 
  Gang done got down two this week, thats shh and shh 
  They should know better
  Don’t see me in the flesh and don’t make man leak 
  Man do shit for the gram and tweet
  Man rise that shh and skeet 
  How many: shh, shh, shh, shh? Lets see 
  OFB run Tottenham 
  And I love my team like a Spurs fan 
  Get round there and try burst man 
  Blue Nile or I hit Kervans 
  Them boy there neeks
  Cheff game on fleek
  Just copped new sweets
  Straight cash, no deets
  My strap got grease
  Still stack them P’s
  Ring, trap all week 
  Got beef in the streets
  So I invest in shells 
  Had man changing their bio
  Hashtag your bredrins world 
  Try put gang on a vid 
  Twenty-four hours later
  Shh got slapped with a stick 
  Now opps can’t stand on their strip 
  All now I don’t know who my paigons are
  Cah them man don’t wanna buck me 
  My niggas keep up with fuckery
  Slide round there with that brucky 
  Fry man like it’s Kentucky
  If I don’t hit one then they’re lucky 
  If I don’t hit one then they’re lucky
  But I’m still gonna try my best 
  Blow my ting and take him out the game
  I’m like the ref 
  In the field I slide on dem
  But I ain’t tryna kick mans leg 
  Twelve inch Rambo, dip mans chest
  Send shots tryna hit mans head
  Mind your friends don’t intercept 
  Bad B on the Nizz
  You really think I went upsie for scrum?
  Live corn in the shh
  I could’ve let it in the uni room 
  But I know better
  Opps wanna see me get nicked with a shh
  But I know better
  Next day shh got-got by shh 
  Gang done got down two this week, thats shh and shh 
  They should know better
  Don’t see me in the flesh and don’t make man leak 
  Man do shit for the gram and tweet
  Man rise that shh and skeet 
  How many: shh, shh, shh, shh? Lets see 
  Fumez The Engineer10Embed