About That (feat. Millie B)

It's Aspin, it's Mille B, Yo! Hmm, you gonna go get your big brutha? So, oi, yeah who's that? It's Aspin, yeah, we're back Man we're fat, Millie come link me fast Bad boy, whatcha know 'bout that? So, oi, yeah who's that? It's Aspin, yeah, we're back Man we're fat, Millie come link me fast Bad boy, whatcha know 'bout that? Bang, little boy stop with the gas Little T, man, he chats up his ass And when I see him, he'll be runnin' so fast Josh Tate, no he will not last But your mum has never seen time Don't lie bro, yeah I'm always right And down there, trust, it's a dirty sight Spit fire Aspin, she's alight Hmm, so watch it babe Hmm, it's Aaron McCabe Who the fuck is Aaron McCabe? That spastic who sucks off Josh Tate And your mates've got googly-eye fuck Wait, which way does this guy look? You rape kids and you're a tight cunt And you shove your dick in tight cunts This kid can't even ejaculate And this kid goes on like he masturbates And I think your breath needs some After Eights Attacks your mate for trust, that's your fate But, so what if my mum's deaf? So what if my mum's deaf? At least I don't chill with my dad And at least I don't get rammed by all the rest Boy, yeah who's that? It's Aspin, yeah, we're back Man we're fat, Millie come link me fast Bad boy, whatcha know 'bout that? So, oi, yeah who's that? It's Aspin, yeah, we're back Man we're fat, and Millie come link me fast Bad boy, whatcha know 'bout that? Little T, I don't wanna be you, honey You're boring, you're not me, you're not funny At least say somet that's gonna insult me You think you're sick when you're nuthin' like me You start it but you can't finish it We all know that you can't handle it We all know that you can't handle it We get in your mind, you're not like us You know you're behind See us in the street, yeah, you better hide Sayin' I'm fat, yeah, you must be blind Me and Sophie Aspin, yeah we're collabin' You're a little kid, now please stop dabbing We all know, Little T is slackin' I'm back to attack on BG now I'm gonna show this kid what I'm about Why would I wanna be you When you're nowt like me? Everyone knows the script, they agree Why do you think you own the place? M to the B, lovers knows that's not the case That's not the case Little T goes deeper and deeper Little sisters, yeah, beat and leave her Little T is an attention seeker You ain't a boss in grime, we'll teach ya Little T goes deeper and deeper Little sisters, yeah, beat and leave her Little T is an attention seeker You ain't a boss in grime, we'll teach ya Don't chat about my dad, little boy Let's talk about your's He's in the paedophile section Inside them strange grey's walls And your sister looks more wrinklier Than her grandad's balls Hmm, she's got that much clap Trust me, now it's a fucking applause Yo Josh, come back when you're old enough to cum See us in the street, yeah you better run Yo Little T, you think you're the don What the fuck's that coat? You look like a ripped condom You don't know nuthin' about me This vid's gonna teach you a lesson I guarantee (I guarantee)