[Intro: Sav'O]
JS, JS
1011, gang
Teewizz to the face
Straight racks, straight racks
Kayman made this one
Deadshot, that's a headshot
Chestshot, that's a drenched top
Deadshot, that's a headshot
Chestshot, that's a drenched top

[Verse 1: Sav'O]
Man can't ride on 11
It's mad cos there's plenty skengs (1011)
Bad b but she don't give neck
So she bounce on my dick instead (Baddaz)
Dip a man down on the mains and I see man leave his friends (Du de dip)
Like broski grabbed that dots and let's go bang on these gems (Bow)
Anything opp get smoked (Get bun)
Got a great opp thot giving blows (Blows)
Bitch drink all of my bros
Big Rambo when I step on roads
Any opp boy try road
Gеt M'd off like a opp pack smoke (Dead up)
Run a boy down on volts
If you trip up and drop man I'll air out his throat (Dе de dip)
Most of these dons, man they ain't my age and they still ain't on what I'm on (Some dickheads)
Roll on your block, no manners
All blacked out like a goth (Like a goth)
Can't take that chat from no-one, the verbal ting man it's long (Long)
N***as love chat like bitches
N***as love chat like thots (Uh?)
[Verse 2: JDF]
Just copped a new bruckback for 6 bills
Yeah man I love it (I love it)
I got a cooly ting with a nice big back and she like to bruck it (Ebony)
We really put skengs on peds
If you thought that the gang were bluffing (Skrr, skrr)
But we get round there and ching man up
We ain't doing no scuffing (Ching, ching)
In the trap, man really get gwuap in (Lacag)
She said she feeling the 1011 sauce and it's mad cos I ain't even flossin' (No way)
Opp block settings with my rambs and I'm definitely 1011 bopping
And If you see me with Loose1
Just know me and bro be mobbing
Racksack on me
That's the 3-5 Rambs or the skeng (Or the skeng)
If me Luga Vellz and Hunch pull up
Are you really gonna back your friend? (Don't do it)
Run a boy down on the mains and we watched them boy just scatter, they're gems (Runner boys)
Now it's back to the trap cos the cats keep phoning me for the 10/10 peng
Chest shot, you're pissed, you might just die like Wizz
3 double O, gliding on the 12
Catch a opp boy, man a get chinged

[Verse 3: Digga D]
Straight drop, whip whip 'til I rock it (Rock it)
Re-up back, now the rest is profit
TT, yeah the cats know I've got it
2 shells in the dots, 2 more in my pocket (Bow)
Do it in the 9, do it in the 12
Man done did it in both (Duck it)
Made a line do bag a day in the ends but I already did it in O
Kickback from the dots, gets handled
That's plans for your future cancelled
Watch the cocaine melt like candle
When it's recess, J1 turn Randall (Some snitches)
They lie too much, they should lie less (Ahlie)
Put Taylor Swift in my Pyrex (Whip it)
'017 don't care if you're wam
Rambo rip through your biceps
Ring ring, that's Alan that's belling me
(Yo, Alan what you telling me?) (Wagwan)
More time he scores like a penalty
6 on 4, no shorts, that's 70 (Trap)
N***as watch my stack, that's jealousy (Some dickheads)
In this kitchen, straight chemistry (Chemistry)
In the kitchen with the recipe
2 gyal, one grey, one ebony (Bad)
2 gyal, one grey, one ebony (Uckers)