Yeah
And you know that I know
Cus we going Scorpio
Gotta catch this tail
Before you feel the sting
Not the first time this frog’s crossed the stream
Yo, cus when I’m feelin me
Feel possibility of you and me
Lying in bed every Saturday
Can you feel the G
Not Gravity
You missing motivation
Don’t play me like PlayStation
No
Don’t leave me waiting like you
Staying up late to watch babestation
Boys hopping to the beat
We going every week
Don’t have a bed cus I don’t go to sleep
We drinking blue drinks
Losing count of sheep
Nikes on my feet
And lips on my cheek
Parking up at Tesco lookin so fleek
Cus Boys are rolling 8 days a week

What?
What do you mean what?

The Boys are coming up fast, Gatorade and Buckfast
We're the future you're still stuck in the past
Shut the fuck up you're tryna outlast the everlasting, stop
We masking up, catch me if you can but you won't catch up
Baby we were born to run, spun
Let's go Tesco we're just having fun
Burberry dress code, this is Tesco not the UNESCO
So if you wanna knuckle up, better buckle up
Your face gonna look like a restored fresco
My smile Glasgow, your smile asshole
My eyes black holes your eyes black and blue
Cause you fucked with the motherfucking Boys

Fucking with the boys
You wanna fill a void
Fuck yourself with toys
Going through these bags
Like they packets of McCoys
Favourite flavours enterprise
Ask Leonard Nimoy
Eat half a crisp
That’s a semi-quaver
Wanking limp dicks
That’s a semi-waver
Cut lines with clubcards
And we Don’t need saving
Boys going hard
Dancing in graveyards
When we hit the rave
Better ring the alarm
Tongues so sharp
Cutting these words in ha-
Chewing tree bark
You wanna fuck with us
Meet us in the car park
Don’t forget the change though
Getting an Asbo at Tesco
KD ratio better than Warzone
Punching you like holes in the Ozone

Wha? Fuck Sainsbury's clique
I'll bury those pricks like a ned John Wick
We're the Tesco crew, keeping it real like fake news
Self-checkout, no queues
Irn-Bru in my veins for the gains
Gotta pour a little on my homeboy's grave
Digging him up to steal their gold chain, ka-ching
I'm rubber, you're glue
My pills uppers, your pills blue
I'm L. Ron Hubbard, you're you
End up in the gutter there's nothing you can do
And it's raining blood, when it rains it pours
Like a biblical flood guarantee ya
Waterworld Tesco, not a bad idea
Car park marina, put some oars on your Kia

Pour me a beer, my Landlord going Lear
Going Romeo cus his daughter works here
Riding on the trolley like a rodeo
No bullshit, nowhere to go
Alone by the deli with coke up my snout
I’m getting busy chatting up the self checkout
Unexpected baggy in the bagging area
Catch me roaming, I give you a Caesarean
I’ll give you action like you on Police, Camera
Makin flame throwers with a can of Lynx Africa
Melt cops faces like Im opening up the Covenant
They planting evidence like the Blair government
Velcro on my shoes so they don’t take my laces
Better do the whole bag when you get arrested
Feeling great in a cell at a cellular level
When I get out
straight back at Tesco
Ghost in a shell suit
Major incident when I come through
At Tesco every day's a party
The Boys are gonna get it started

Yo so put your hands in the air
Yeah we here all day yeah
Lasses screaming out the sun roof
Big tunes with the Boys crew
Blaze it up if you got it
If not, what the fuck you doing?

We got Tesla and Bugatti
We got Stella and Bacardi
If you really wanna party
Better validate your parking

Parking in the dark you like going dogging
Going bark bark when the police come plodding
Tucking bottoms into socks when you going robbing
Sparking up a big biff when I go shopping

And don't come knocking when the van is rocking
The Boys in the carpark, ain't no stopping

Ain't no stopping
When The Boys are parking

Tes to the Co to the
B to the O to the Y to the S
Don't you go toe-to-toe
With the best, that's the Boys
Doing blow in a raspberry red
'96 Volvo, now you know