Mash Up - Soph Aspin

I’m a Manchester girl, don’t hate me

That girl’s next man wanna date me

Wanna take me to Maccies, and that

Because their girlfriend is a little rat

But, too many boys are little man slags

So man slags trynna get the dick in my pants

That’s banter

Yeah fuck that shit

And fuck, what you gonna do about it?

So sending for the goon who sent for me

He’s thinking he’s hard, yeah

It’s Little T

Be careful, you’re gonna get done

When you see me, you’ll be crying all the way home

Yes it’s Josh and he thinks he’s sick

Walking 'round like a sly little prick

Like a sly little prick

'Cause that’s what you are

Sending for me with your worthless bars

Can’t you see that you don’t belong

You’re a stupid little fucking mong

You must be mad, if you think you’re hard

Chat shit, get banged

You’re a funny little kid trying to test me up

But understand pal, either way, you’re fucked

Can’t you fuck off, you need a bath

And go back to your council house, you can’t rap

Little T, you’re a silly little twat

With your shit perm, you’re gonna get smacked

With your shit bars, you’re gonna get whacked

Sending for me, like I won’t send back

But puberty gives one thing that you lack

Puberty, yeah Josh, that’s a fact

And in this reply

I’m gonna go deep like your mum

When she’s shagging every week

Millie B is such a slag

Millie B, yeah, are you mad?

Millie B tries to act bad

When every night she’s on a new lad

You’re such a slag

Millie B, yeah, are you mad?

Millie B tries to act bad

When every night she’s on a new lad

Aspin’s here, Aspin’s winning

Millie B wants this life I’m living

Fuck you babe, I’ll get your head spinning

Sending for me, yeah new beginnings

But Aspin’s back, sending season

Sending for me, without a reason

Sophie Aspin, queen of grime

Shut up you mong, I’ll break your spine

We all thought that Mill' B’s is dead

Stupid bitch sent for me again

I’ll send back and I’ll send back

Got merked last time, yeah, bitch are you mad?

We all thought that Mill' B’s is dead

Stupid bitch sent for me again

I’ll send back and I’ll send back

Got merked last time, yeah, bitch are you mad?

Mill' B tell them you’re shagging him too

That space raider, he fucked you

Don’t lie, yeah, we know it’s true so

Millie B, I’m coming for you

And you lied of your father’s ashes

Slated my contour, get some glasses

Get to Specsavers

You sound like you’re choking on a quaver

Bang