Taxi to Brixton (Skit) - Big Narstie, Lordie

Taxi

Alright mate, you alright?

How long you been in the country then?

Why you asking me these questions?

Are you Immigration?

I been here for 6 months or so

I’m just having a holiday and just doing stuff, you know

Have you seen my Versace belt?

Versace what, mate?

Shit, stop the taxi, man

Do what?

Stop, stop it

What, here?

Just stop it, that seam there

Alright, alright, alright

Yo Narstie, yo, yo Narstie

I’m coming back, I’m coming back, I’m coming back

Where you going?

Yo Narstie, Narstie

What’s going on?

Ha!

Big Narstie

What’s good, my G?

Big Narstie, I, I, I

You alright, yeah?

Big man, look who, big man, big Narstie

Alright, calm down, calm down

What the fuck, man?

Fucking shit, oh God

We’re gonna do a Snapchat now, we have to do Snapchat

Big Narstie, Big Narstie

Hey, stop using that, you getting me fucking mad now

And Big Narstie-ness over here

Ghetto park, bro

Bass, bass, bass, bass, ba-

I told you stop fucking touching me

Can’t you see fucking stressed out on the fucking roadside

You fucking dickhead

Oh blimey, anyway who’s paying for my taxi?