Get a New Jacket - Millie B

Oh, look, here I am again

Sophie Aspin looks about 10

Collabin' with Little T, now that’s mad

You’re a dirty bitch, you’ll do out for a shag

Can assure you Mil' B’s not dead

Watch this fate, cos I’m one step ahead

One step ahead of this bitch, Sophie

Can’t send back without your homies

Still haven’t replied to Clarko

Yet you’re chilling with him in your video (video)

Pipe down now babe, Mil B’s here so I’m sending back to you

With no fear, face it hon', can’t murk me, I’ve got lots more to give

Watch and see, watch and see

You think you’re top of your crew

Little T I don’t wanna be you

Go get your nappy changed, look about 2

Sending for me cos you’re out the limelight

M to the B is coming in with a fight

Everything I say about you know it’s right

Here’s my bars, you can’t hack it

Go get to Steeles and get a new jacket

Sophie Aspin hasn’t got me gaspin'

When you see my reply, it’ll have you collapsin'

Let me tell you Sophie, your bars are outdating

My dad got buried, he didn’t get cremated

Come back when you know the truth about me

We know the truth about you

You’re not the queen so step in the queue

I’m at the front of the line

I’ve already took your crown, it’s mine, it’s mine

And I’m keeping it, you’re not having it, I’m on my own

Sending for you cos you’re with your crew

You don’t have a clue, have a clue what to say

You’re a sket, you’re a slag

I’ll stamp on your head that’s all you can say

That’s all you can say to me

But you weren’t saying that you were mailing me, slurping me

Saying you rate me, face it babe I replaced you

Now go back to the zoo

Go back to the zoo where you belong

Saying I shagged Dyl B nah you’re wrong

Smoke in the zoo like chong chong chong

You wanna smoke me cos you wanna be me

Thinking you murked me with Little T

Sophie’s mad cos she looks transgender

Looking like Sonia from Eastenders

Calling me a slag it just goes to show

In your vids, you cover your pointy nose

They chant my name like M to the B

Wanna see me not you, Sophie

Chat shit in your vids got lads telling me

That you got skids I’ve won this battle now face it kid

Funny how you need a backup plan

Go and wash your hair it looks like a chip pan

M to the M to the M to the B

M to the M to the M to the B

Soph, I just murked you big

If you wanna send back yeah that’s fine

But just, remember that crown, it’s mine

That crown it’s mine, soon you’ll realise

That crown it’s mine, and I’m the queen of grime