[Part I]

[Intro: Kenny Allstar, Kwengface]
I can't even lie, Kwengface
I don't think the game is even ready for what you're about to do with this freestyle
Scary
Graap, braap
Oi, oi, oi, woof

[Verse: Kwengface]
Yuck man down 'til the place goes gooey (Yuck man)
The world should be mine like Stewie (Woo)
I like my steak kinda medium done 'cah the well-done ting's too chewy (Mad)
Old days, couldn't buy no Trueys (No) now my trainers cost me a bluey (Woo)
Got my shank on me 'cause the Magnum there too bookey
Yuck man down 'till the scene goes red (Ying that, ying that)
Everyting ments (Mad)
If a man extend it, no forensic, no way that a man get ketched (No)
Two-two step like a man go flex (Mm)
Man just said it for the causes, you know my style, we all know Kweng (Oi, oi)
I'm in OT servin' leng
Whip it, whip it
Chop down crack with Gillettes
I'm still in the trap with kittens, out, still tryna get my riches (Brr)
I just linked my plug from Sierra Leone, got me speakin' Pijin
This ting wanna be my missus, biggest back, finest pickin' (Ay, come 'ere)
Exit, exit (Go), man said the wrong thing so I cheffed him
Opp block where the waps get tested or I'm doin' late-night decks in the West End (Woo)
I'm smokin' Cali and Stardawg with Sharna now I feel like WSTRN
I just tapped that one now I'm tryna make bro tap her best friend (Hmm)
Old days would've fed that pasta (Mm)
Now I just drive down the sideroad, park up quick, tell her jump in that back, cuz (Quick)
She said she never done this before, sure, sweet little one be a actor (Liar)
The opp boys said we love chat, that's no cap, but the chat got backed up (Gang)
Yo, Skully what you on, fat boy? Let's skrt in a brucked-down Astra (Skrt, skrt)
We caught them tryna get some Dominos, I jumped out, then suttin' got stabbed up (Ying that)
Mad ting sad up (Woo)
Brown skin, I'ma fuck that, big batty ting, man it haffi get grab up (Come on)
I try smoke my man with a hammer, mazza, pissed that the hand ting jam up
[Part II]

[Intro: Kenny Allstar, Kwengface]
You can't be tellin' me that Kwengface ain't one of the hardest (Madara)
Impossible
But true say it's that Mad About Bars shit
(It's Madara Beatz)
So let's go hard then
Gang, gang
Two shit man, you know how it gets, bruv
Mad about bars
Free all the guys, dem
Come on, man
Yo

[Verse: Kwengface]
Our man are strapped up, 'Narm soldier, man don't act up for bullshit
Man just slide 'round the opp block quick like man just rinsed off the full clip
And nah, I didn't deets these kicks, I went to the store and bought 'em (No)
Need my stack all enormous (Woo)
Dem man tried and got thwarted
I need a 4 and a half of the dirty slag (Chop that)
Feds don't want my screwin', brewin', piss in the dirty slam (Fuck the Feds)
I ring trap from the dirty flats
Shout out Adz, that's a certy cat (Mm-mm)
Bro splashed him and I could not look, yuck, dirty splash
And if man don't talk 'bout drills (Woo), they won't love no more (Woo)
They wanna know about all of these ride outs and that time that we slapped this horse (Tryna get me lit)
They locked down Shay and they locked down D but they still want more
We said that this is just music and that Zone's don't break that law
Yo, two and a Q of each, that's a Olson Twins and Sista Sista
Back my shank on a opp, I don't really know why man's puttin' his fist up
Yo, he try run got tripped up, pissed, next thing you know he got dipped up (Ying)
Tryna spill some sauce in Harrod's
Stopped [?] how I'm doin' up [?], stopped [?] how I'm doin' up-
Both hands on when I clutch this heater
Bro tryna slap, slap, slap that ting how Ike done Tina
I put a 125 on Tanita now I'm at the worktop doin' up cleaner (My jugg)
Ghost inhale my zoot, numb that pain when I smoke my reefer
Got like a .125 in that Uber now I'm doin' roommates with a drug user
He already knows I'm a trooper, I told him "Try rob me, I'll do ya"
Two and a half on a Sunday, I fed for the jugg, ring trap, hallelujah (Jugg)
If I bring this mash to your crib, all you're seein's eclipse, I ain't talkin' lunar (Baap)
I was in the strip doin' nuttin' but lurkin', I should've been in studio doin' up workin'
I done backed my shank on an opp, I swung before him, had his arm all hurtin' (Ying that)
Can't lie, man I thought that he splashed man, man still swingin', swingin' with urgence (Woo)
Long story short, man **** his skin, straight back to the 'Nizz from excursions (Ying that)
Peng lightie, she flirtin' (Ay, come 'ere)
Biggest back, she twerkin' (Ay, come 'ere)
She saw how my phone line be, should've seen my face when she asked for a Birkin (Mad)
For a Birkin bag, mad, you better just stuff this fours in a long chop bag when we're lurkin', akh (Mad)
I can't sleep on a vio', same day ting, man's lurkin' back
Man's just lettin' it hit like hi-hats (Woo, woo)
Back your mash and slap one (Baap)
Dem man don't make no cake and they 'low them fakes so I'm callin' them cap-gun (Braap)
On the ride with the guys when we lurk on the strip and we got to tap one (Uh-ugh)
I just heard my Nokia echo, got a new ting and dash 'way the tapped one
Man's just lettin' it hit like hi-hats (Woo, woo)
Back your mash and slap one (Baap)
Dem man don't make no cake and they 'low them fakes so I'm callin' them cap-gun (Braap)
On the ride with the guys when we lurk on the strip and we got to tap one (Uh-ugh)
I just heard my Nokia echo, got a new ting and dash 'way the tapped one (Mad)