Lyrics:

[Neutrino] Hello
[Voice] You think your cold innit
[Neutrino] What
[Voice] You think your cold
[Neutrino] Who's that
[Voice] You know who it is
[Neutrino] What
[Voice] You know what you did man, Watch when i catch you
[Neutrino] What The Fuck?

[Heavy Breathing]
[Laughing]

Now your falling
Back in the day you was hating
I know your still out there plotting
Claiming your making money of shotting
But i know your out there robbing
Think so solid are blind but we're clocking
Are you a freind of mine?

Eh Yo
We representing so sold family
2001 SHhhh, these are my so solid soldiers
Or else, aii kaish you ready for this
Mr shabz, london
What What....

[?]

Back in the day i made shit, sold shit
You was hating me and my whole clique
Now we switch and we going legit
You wanna meet with the whole of my clique
Used to hate now you rate my shit
You never knew how many chicks i've dicked
Because you told me you hating my clique
You never loved because your heads so thick
You've always hated me and my clique

[Chorus Kaish:]
Everybodies coming , get their running to this
Its so, its so scandalous
Please tell me why you wanna piece of this
Why you wanna slice of the platinum hits

Is it the car? is it the chicks?
Sos can you handle it?
Is it the money? is it the fame?
Sos can you handle it?

Are you a friend of mine?
Im not about any chat behind
You grown ups stepping up in line
You wanna switch its best you mind
Its the last damn time
A friend of mine
You never know i will spit with the story interhyme
With a deep base line
And my so solid crew nodding their heads in time
If you think you will find
That a running design
And that shit is behind
Because i'm spitting my rhyme
Think i'm losing my mind
Yea one day you will find a friend of mine
Is he a friend of mine?
Yea one day you will find a friend of mine
A friend of mine
Is he a friend of mine?

[Chorus Kaish]

I don't fall for that old skool shit
Back in the day you hating this dick
Now you niggas wanna roll with my clique
Now you niggas wanna roll with my clique
I'm gonna rip this, fit this, hit this
And you know you niggas can't get with this
We're gonna blow this, rip this, show this
What you think we can't control this?

[Chorus Kaish]

[Voice]
Get the message boy