You What

You what, you what, you what, you what, you what
You what, you what, you what, you what, you what

Yeah, Makh
Yorkshire in the house
You What, you what, you what
I don't hear man lately
Too busy on this grind thing daily
I make the club look wavey
You need a taste
This is different gravy
Why your hate look shakey
You get the boot and my crepe look weighty
Dirty dance with your girl like Swayze
99 problems never look flakey
I'm back in the rave
Putting in graft since back in the day
Been in the back, now I'm back on the stage
If your gonna chat shit, then back what u say
I swim with the sharks now
Now I'm baiting the fish
Tease on the gram, now they're waiting for hits
Light work, nah I don't make it a mish
It's an effortless thing, like I'm taking the piss

You What, You What, You What
Cold on the beat but the rave stays hot
You What, You What, You What
I don't hear man speak but I hear man pop
You What, You What, You What
Got it so lit like I'm losing the plot
Don't make space when I'm choosing my spot
I don't give a f man, I'm shooting my shot

I couldn't give two shits
Never wear no Prada, still man looks drip
Don't need blue ticks, rather make blue chips
New tats and a top knot, mate who dis?
My face don't fit
But I go hard on the road now the scene look well shook
Ain't a big man, never see me talk bout AKs
I get the job done Kell brook
I don't waste a breath when I speak up
Set a pace, u can't keep up
Hands so filthy that's why I clean up
Dead weight, trim the fat, man I lean up
I pied it, man make the beat n then ride it
Babes that's bait you know you can't hide it
Drop those numbers or I won't sign it

You What, You What, You What
Cold on the beat but the rave stay hot
You What, You What, You What
I don't hear man speak but I hear man pop
You What, You What, You What
Got it so lit like I'm losing the plot
Don't make space when I'm choosing my spot
I don't give a f man, I'm shooting my shot