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Aitch - A Guy Called Lyrics

[Intro: Declan Rice]
And the winner is
Aitch

[Verse]
Influencers, they ain't contenders, jump in the booth for something to do (Yeah)
Took the BRIT straight back to the ends and a little bit of bush got put in a zoot
Roll 'round with all of your helpers, looking like elves, it's funny and true
You got more money than all of your elders, lucky for me, I'm younger than you (Woo, yo, uncs)
We can go bar for bar, BRIT for BRIT, punch for punch (Bah)
All your songs get wrote by Clint (Prick), in the booth one mic, two cunts
Get dissed off a guy named Oakley, wait two secs, let me light this blunt (Oakley)
Yeah, grab the mic, I dare you to comе, I ain't scared of a man with his hair in a bun (Yeah, yeah)
Pussio, you ain't airing a gun, daddy's homе now, bitch, just bare with me, son (Bah, bah)
Little boy's just there to be spun, getting mad at the BRITs, there's bare to be won (On God)
I can't wait for your show on the ends, number one fan, I'll be there 'til it's done
That ain't your flow, that's Kairo Keyz, mentioning me, go ride on Rhys
Chat about P but you didn't pay Kenza, probs 'cause she won't let you slide in cheeks
I'll punch man's head off his neck, no problem, tell him go find his teeth (Go find 'em)
Your manager's 40 and wearing a mask, are you mad? I ain't trying to be like YBeeez
Not wrote one verse since '022, them ghostwriters made you a star (Trust)
I can't lie though it's makin' sense 'cause we like your 'fit pics more than your bars (Facts)
You built most your career on image, not enough lyrics, me? I'm just goated
You got hundred man on your payroll, stood at the BRITs and none of them voted (Hahaha)
Shame, stop phoning Cora speaking my name
Asking questions, "Did I look better than Aitch?"
No, stay in your lane (Alright)
You just mad 'cause you can't beat me
For the past six years, I've been opening doors
Bringing the BRITs up two years later, fuck my life, you should go live yours
We both know that you're Aitch obsessed, I've been running since your entrance (Skrrt)
Madeline ain't your ex (No), that's your cousin (Huh?), the resemblance (Ah)
You got Slawn looking like one auntie, and now Cench is shaggin' his family (Woah)
Them Timberland boots won't save you, if I got Timbs on, I'm getting stampy (Bah, bah, bah)
Yeah, yo
Clint was pissed 'cause Cench got beat by a white MC, Cench is as white as me
Been racist since like '013, pussio, why did you hide them tweets? (Why?)
How can you post some racist shit then try getting people to buy your tee? (No)
Everyone watch who you're championing 'cause that racist shit don't fly with me (Never)
You ain't broke so why you still salty? (Prick) So mad but you're rich and famous (Huh?)
'Cause I live rent-free in your head and I'm stayin' right here, I ain't worried about bailiffs (Alright)
Award goes to a guy named what? Pussio, you know what my name is
[Outro: Central Cee & Aitch]
Man said 21 with a mill' (Swear)
I need the same deal as Aitch's
Listen, just remember this, yeah?
I made millions off my rapping ability
You made millions off capping and imagery (Hahaha)