Oh Gosh - Elf Kid

E-L-F K-I-D, I rep the borough B-L-U-E

If it ain’t The Square, it’s YGG

I do G-R-I-M-E

Lewisham Highstreet where you’ll find me

Get jacked for your phone and then your car key

I rep for the olders and the YGs

Yeah, there’s no one like me

I don’t smoke and I don’t do weed

But I draw gash I draw with ease

I burn down the show if you’re talking P

I got more tricks under my sleeves

We ain’t got dads and we ain’t got P’s but we got plans, soon you’ll see waste

MC’S ain’t worth a happy meal

Wanna clash me Lewisham Mcdeez

So bob your head to the beat and that

Square gang I know you’re screaming that

Mandem I know you’re wheeling that

Gyaldem I know you’re feeling that

So bob your head to the beat and that

Square gang I know you’re screaming that

Mandem I know you’re wheeling that

Gyaldem I know you’re feeling that

Ready get set go

By now you should know I’m a pro

If not you’re moving slow

Ask Tom, Dick Harry or Joe

MC’S push trees and snow

Fictional as Fi Fi Fo

And still you ain’t got dough

Blood I ain’t your cousin or bro

Most you MC’S bore me

I’m south London like Morleys

Trust me I only get better

I’m old school like three wings and chips

Oi boss man gimme some pepper

Man can’t sell me a dream for a tenner

Imma go get her you are no bredder right now

My crew So Solid like mega

So bob your head to the beat and that

Square gang I know you’re screaming that

Mandem I know you’re wheeling that

Galdem I know you’re feeling that

So bob your head to the beat and that

Square gang I know you’re screaming that

Mandem I know you’re wheeling that

Galdem I know you’re feeling that

Couldn’t care less if you’re B-A-D

Or part of a gang with a G-A-T

If you cat my bar like a C-A-T

I’ll link your jaw side with a B-A-T

That’s standard, my don

And this one’s an anthem, my don

No, I never dealt with a silver spoon

Elf Kid weren’t pampered, my don

And you can ask my mum

Ask my grandma, ask my dons

Trust me, I work hard none stop

And I won’t stop 'till my dons are on top

So I don’t care about who’s on what

And I don’t care about who’s on job

'Cos when it comes to music

I always do my job

So bob your head to the beat and that

Square gang I know you’re screaming that

Mandem I know you’re wheeling that

Galdem I know you’re feeling that

So bob your head to the beat and that

Square gang I know you’re screaming that

Mandem I know you’re wheeling that

Galdem I know you’re feeling that

It’s the golden-golden

It’s the golden-golden

It’s the golden-golden

It’s the golden-golden

It’s the golden-golden

It’s the golden-golden

It’s the golden-golden

It’s the golden-golden