Lyrics Drill vs Grime - Jords feat. Lil Sykes

Is it drill that they want or grime that they want?
Don't know, so we're givin' them both
Hop out squad and Jules on line
You can hear this bump from coast to coast
I'm a drill god, he a grime GOAT
We can do it better than Tommy and Ghost
Man come a long way from Govs and Soc'
Now, we're sellin' it down, gettin' booked by hosts
Easy
I'm that big man givin' 'em hope
Gemini, I got two sides and both sides I'm showin' 'em both
Sykes stepped in with big hooks, my punchlines leave man on ropes
Vibes can't done when the party done, can't run when the Babylon show

If it ain't one-point-two, I ain't signin'
My opps ain't done none of that shit that they
Rap 'bout, they good at makin' violence rhymin'
They know that I get my hands dirty
Before I hit booth, I was out here minin'
This pretty little thing better mind it
Better not be there if the opps are vibin'
Let corn crash or we swing it like Vikings
Uh, if man don't got time, man just tek' time
Went from hot-head to in headlines
I'm from ends where man get fed time
If you don't get got, call next time
Them verses, allies, then they mek' rhyme
Money haffi mek, I just mek' mine
My way out was football or get signed
What do you want? Is it drill or grime?
Anytime that you see me with Jordan, that's
The only time that I do it online, hmm
Don't do it on socials
Can't go back to the wing, that's postal
Dirty little screws listenin' to my phone calls
Crashin' on nerds that's thinkin' we're so cool
Now, I'm on basic, can't watch Slow Food
Ah, I control the beat, control the verse
If it's gettin' peak, I go berserk
Used to get in beef then go to church
They don't know the upbringin' had us clean-hearted bruddas doin' dirt
When you go to sleep, I go to work
Here for when the real can run the earth
Do they wanna hear this sound? Wanna hear that sound?
Fuck that shit, we're different, let's merge it
Lil Sykes, Jules, that vision is perfect
Both of us droppin' significant verses
Pretty little thing in the dance wan' kiss me
Gotta tell her "Cool" and just swerve it
But I don't mind puttin' pipe in your cervix
Then I get her gone, give thanks for her service
Should I drop a grime ting? Should I take you way back?
If I drop a grime ting, still gonna play that
Hard like tarmac, you could never clown man
Whole rap game, bet you know I don't play that
Boss like Hugo, pitch like Bruno (Uh)
Gonna play my cards right like Uno
Still get high off the opps on Pluto
Dressed in Burberry, feelin' like Marcus Garvey
Rashford, pull up and park it, ah
Grab that billet and spark it, ah
What's goin' on? Like Marvin
We got heart, but we still move heartless
Bro-bro still on degrees, no masters
Still plant them money trees in my garden, ah
Sow seeds then we harvest
Fresh prince, but I dance like Carlton
Big back, bend it over and rass it
I get the crown and pass it like Barça
Them man talk the talk, but can't walk it
Sykes, your time, you're just gettin' started
I'm the bigger bumbaclaat artist
Fly back to island like Darcus
Before the light, that's when it gets darkest