[Intro]
(Legendary made this one)

[Verse]
Gang feds on my G's cah they know I let it slap
Strapped up for a curry, nah this ain't just chat
If you saw what T had in the rucksack
Behind scenes at my vids, coming like Chiraq
Stage two but I told man it hasn't got a map
Fuck feds, TPAC, fam I cut through the gap
I'm a robber, not a shotter, I be like fuck trap
I tried to whip two Z's but it never came back
So I roll with the mash, get robbed for your cash
Crop door's coming off, put the weed in the van
Young brudda might give a man a nine for the bag
Get caught with this wap fam, I ain't getting tagged
Act bad, got shot then he snitched on the guys
Approach with caution, we've got sticks in the ridе
Tryna cop a hand ting with the switch on the side
So whеn I one-press that, fam it's spitting out fire
No gloves, on my mom's, how I grab that pole
Clip's done then my slide leans back like Joe
Touched my cuz in jail so I wrapped his bro
Plus I took his Rollie and copped straps with the dough
Coulda spent five bags on a sick Cuban
But my akh's got the link for them big Lugers
I love Glocks but I still cop six shooters
Slide out, me and Trex on the quick supers
Twenty-five on my wap, I soon save that bar
Violate my cuz and he'll shoot up the car
Big teeth in the wap, can't lose when I bark
N***as shot at me but I left with no marks
Pricks never been strapped, you're just armed in the booth
Tryna put my victim on Scarcity News
Hardest from Brum, yeah you know I'm the truth
I ain't never squashed beef, I want money for the tunes
I could never see an opp and walk past that prick
Have you slapped for a sum and you jammed that spin?
Tryna hang out the whip on a mad man ting
Y.G. on standby to khalas that wig
All my G's on job, we ain't into the chatting
You ain't slapped off your ting or got nicked for a slapping
Armed and dangerous, nah this ain't just rapping
Better hand over P's or it's gonna be a napping
We won't let man go till the dough's paid off
Big spinners on deck and I'll rotate one
I'm tryna trim a man's head fam, no shape-up
When I hear an opp get shot I go blaze one
Gang feds on my G's cah they know I let it slap
Strapped up for a curry, nah this ain't just chat
If you saw what T had in the rucksack
Behind scenes at my vids, coming like Chiraq