Loser ArrDee

[Intro]
F Jojo (Jojo)
Ah, I keep seein' this guy
I'm sick of this kid, man
Fuckin' hate him bruv, so annoyin', dickhead
The way he moves
You know what it is? It's like—, ha

[Chorus]
What a loser, when's he gonna lose?
How much more is he gonna do?
Why's he always got a point to prove?
Like (Pfft), have you seen the way he moves?
Bruv, he's gonna lose soon, he's a loser
Boy, I can't wait until he lose, fuckin' loser
Anyone could do what he do
I could be in his shoes, it wouldn't be an issue
Everybody needs to move on from this shit yout, I hate him
Always winnin', like, when's he gonna lose?

[Verse 1]
Who gassed this kid to think his tracks are sick?
Give him plaquеs and shit, and let him act so lit (Prick)
He wouldn't have no chicks without that bluе tick
He ain't bad, he's a prick, and he's five-foot-six
Always breathin' down the mic' every time he spits (Ah, ah)
Bruv, I cringe to my core every time he talks
Kinda kid who robs stores back in primary school (Tramp)
Little BTEC Aitch, at least Aitch is tall (Ha)
He ain't won no awards, can't wait to see an end to him
Imagine bein' friends with him (Fuck that)
If I was his mate, I'd tell him straight, "You ain't meant for this" (Nope)
You've had your little shine now
You should make amends with it, gettin' on my last nerve
He ain't got bars, he just parties and clarts birds
Flies 'round the world first-class with his dargs there
Stays in the charts forever thinkin' he's fuckin' sick, little prick