Aitch - A Guy Called? (Central Cee Diss) [Lyrics]

♫ Aitch - A Guy Called? (Central Cee Diss) Stream:    • Aitch - A Guy Called?   » Drill Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0xL... » Artist: - ‪@Aitch‬ » A Guy Called? Lyrics: [Intro] And the winner is Aitch [Verse] Influencer they ain't contenders, jump in the booth for something to do (Yeah) Told the BRITs straight back to the ends and a little bit of bush got caught in the zoo Roll 'round with [Arley and helpers], looking like Elvs is 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 band for band, brick for brick, punch for punch (Bah) All your songs get wrote by Clint (Prick), in the booth where Mike [two cunts?] Get dissed off a guy named Oakley, wait two sets let me light this blunt (Oakley) Yeah, grab the mic I dare you to come, I ain't scared of a man with his hair in a bun (Yeah, yeah) Pussio, you ain't airing a gun, daddy's home now, bitch, just bare with me son (Bah, bah) Little boy's just there to be spun, getting mad at the BRITs, these bare to be won (On God) Can't wait for your show on the ends, number one fan, I'll be there till 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, all props '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 farted, 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 I can't lie though it's making 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, though at the BRITs and none of them voted Shame, stop folding core or speaking my name Asking questions, still a lot 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 You got flung looking like one ante, and now Cench is shagging his family (Woah) Them Timberland boots won't save you, if I got Timbs on I'm getting stampy (Bah, bah, bah) 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 staying right here, I ain't worried about bailiffs (Alright) Award goes to a guy named what? Pussio, you know what my name is [Outro] 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) A Guy Called Lyrics