[Intro]
What are you telling me?
Yeah
RA
What are you telling me?
Maniac I see you, that drill cloth shit
Manian
What can i say innit
Return of the don

[Chorus]
What are you telling me I was driller, so I caught a felony
Banging on enemies, running with pitbulls you know my pedigree
I dont drink Hennessy known as a rider, so they gon' remember me
They want to put a ten in me, bro caught thirty I honour his legacy
What are you telling me I was driller, so I caught a felony
Banging on enemies, running with pitbulls you know my pedigree
I dont drink Hennessy known as a rider so they gon' remember me
They want to put a ten in me, bro caught thirty I honour his legacy

[Verse 1]
Shuffle in the bag, duffel in the jag
Pick up fifth gave my brothers dem the MAC
Two .44s they were double in a match
Trouble in the flats
Doublin' a snap
Robber man never running none of it back
On my muddas its mad
Grub in a cab
Every other week mans runner getting bagged
Its nutting when you bad, but its fucking up a stack
Tryna get money, but something getting clapped
Its fucked when your black, stuck in the trap
Running through the garrison, buck in your akh
Snot up on your jack, blood on your strap
Wanna leave the hood, but your tugs on your back
Love for your akh's, gyal on your snap
Next thing you know your like "fuck it" your back
Rolling through the hood with a pump on your lap
Its a mossberg, so your bruck off the back
Done a long bird king, now the monster is back
From a hot spur wing like Tottenham is back
This burst him ting long ?arm? was mad
These rappers ain't shit, get robbed on their patch
And do shit but waffle on tracks
My buddas dont itch, I'll rob all your man
Hit him with the fifth, make him wabble and dab

[Chrous]
What are you telling me I was driller, so I caught a felony
Banging on enemies, running with pitbulls you know my pedigree
I dont drink Hennessy known as a rider, so they gon' remember me
They want to put a ten in me, bro caught thirty I honour his legacy
What are you telling me I was driller, so I caught a felony
Banging on enemies, running with pitbulls you know my pedigree
I dont drink Hennessy known as a rider so they gon' remember me
They want to put a ten in me, bro caught thirty I honour his legacy

[Verse 2]
You know me, too hard-headed
Never been a victim or targeted
Never been rich but I half did it
When you say bad-man's name make sure 5 and a star wid it
Big .45 used to dip in the car wid it
Then ?dont know this entire line?
Him ill risk it, split man in half wid it
Sick and the fifth man is vicious im calm wid it
Lift mans lid ill just dish and started it
Sit in the crib with a fork and half midget
Flip now ill sit fam I'll grip and salah wid it
Did what I did so my mission is harsh innit
Kids with the fifth they were wid man for flossing it
Sick fam from a kid I was literally scar with it
I dont do Bloods and Crips and gang signs
I just do drugs and sticks and mad times
Mind who you trust on a strip mans bad mind
Man used to the run to the strip with a fat 9
Beta 6 black or white like a magpie
Made man run it into a brick it was slapline
I seen my brudda get rich off the trap life
Learnt how to whip from a oz made it back twice
Top of the water then drop like its baptised
Then dig it outta the pot with a jap knife

[Chorus]
What are you telling me I was driller, so I caught a felony
Banging on enemies, running with pitbulls you know my pedigree
I dont drink Hennessy known as a rider, so they gon' remember me
They want to put a ten in me, bro caught thirty I honour his legacy
What are you telling me I was driller, so I caught a felony
Banging on enemies, running with pitbulls you know my pedigree
I dont drink Hennessy known as a rider so they gon' remember me
They want to put a ten in me, bro caught thirty I honour his legacy