[Intro: Digga D]
Brrrrr, bang, bang
Yo, CGM, Huncho, Sav'o, Digga
Ayy, imagine, oi, yeah, yeah, yeah
Rush them with that gun, we come and shoot, move (HL8)
Baow, bro, suck your mudda, yeah
Yo, yo, yo (HL8)

[Chorus: Digga D]
Jump out the whip and hold bine, bine, bine, bine, bine, bine (Brr)
Civilians callin' nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine (Brr)
AP and Rackz, that's my slime, slime, my slime (Brr)
Two with one and they both got bun with the side-by-side

[Verse 1: Digga D]
Says she love one man, gunman
That roll with heat and give a boy sun tan
And at the back of the ped, fling lead, one hand
I don't make her cum, I don't know what can, what can
Shootеrs, nine-mil', lugers, four-fives (Yеah)
One-nine, one-one rugers, clips filed with teeth (Yeah)
Come back, toothless, broad day (Yeah, yeah)
Bun skin, brownin', ruthless (Grr)
Say the wrong thing, make my head get hot
And see how much man get shot (Grrt, bow)
For my nineteenth, Twin got caught and chopped
For my twentieth, two got shot in the shop (Bap, bap)
I see the USA takin' the piss out of knifes (Ah?)
Ever cornered a man and tore out his flesh while you look in his eyes? (Yeah)
For civilians, I don't think lookin' is wise (Don't listen)
You think lookin' is wise? Cool, look then
Won't see the same when they see Rackz jook them
No bikes, circle the Nine on my foot then
Sef got stressed, they don't know who took them
Z got cheffed, catch captains and hook them
Goin' on a glide with the guys, don't be shook then
Before swingin' my knife, I was beatin' up guys
Used to see Bush yutes and whoop them
[Verse 2: Horrid1]
Circle the Nine with a nine at nine (Brr)
Tryna find them guys, fill 'em up with nine (Bine)
Crocodile teeth and they defo' gon' bite
They're nothing like I, that's twenty-plus time (Yeah)
Left the Nine, head straight to the Five
That's a full days work, I ain't workin' no lidge job
Everyone that I beef, already got picked on
Multiple names been ticked off (Grrah-bah)
They say Hunch gets Horrid when pissed off
I could talk 'bout victims, talk 'bout kitchens
Enough of them nanks been rinsed off
And they know that the mash gets clicked off
Yeah, I'm good with my hands
Came through with a bang, I smacked Lil Trigz in a chip shop (Pussy)
And they tried put Rackz on AP
They must've been talkin' a wristwatch
Yo, up the pole, let 'em know how we roll on the roads
I've got several man down, yes, on my own (Bow, bow)
We got a pack, don't tell no one, not a soul
He got shot in his neck and back, why you think we callin' Woosh?
Had to let man know (Brr)
On a six double O and I might just blow
Free bro 'cah he done got nicked two poles
Still chef man down on the wing
That's more than a soul
[Verse 3: Sav'O]
(J'S, J'S)
Put A on AP if you try drive-by
I'll make corn fly, you can hold that bine
I'm Rekky like Rackz, get five in the chest
If you ain't got your vest than you might just die
You ain't in the T but why?
Your life is a mess, you're broke, go get on your grind
Splash, splash, man do it with Splash
Or you can get hit with the side-by-side (Brat brat)
Halloween season, tryna take off pumpkins
Who else got 7.62s in London
Brr, brr, I ain't frontin'
They say I'm sheisty like Pooh, don't trust him
So much beef on my plate, I ain't tryna gain weight
But like a fat kid, I love it
Which one's gonna get more pooch?
Smartwhip or the jewels
Either way, I got all types of rubbers
You want the reward? Ain't takin' the risk
I'm tappin' it raw, bare backin' the spins
I'm chokin' a brownin', strangle the bitch
Plus Yosh got the wheel when I jump out the whip
I'm up front in the field with Striker and Kiz
Put sauce on my blade or I'm lettin' it rip
Kick the bitch out my crib, she ain't lettin' me hit
About dead that beef, we ain't settlin' shit
[Chorus: Digga D]
Jump out the whip and hold bine, bine, bine, bine, bine, bine (Brr)
Civilians callin' nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine (Brr)
AP and Rackz, that's my slime, slime, my slime (Brr)
Two with one and they both got bun with the side-by-side
Jump out the whip and hold bine, bine, bine, bine, bine, bine (Brr)
Civilians callin' nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine (Brr)
AP and Rackz, that's my slime, slime, my slime (Brr)
Two with one and they both got bun with the side-by-side

[Outro]
HL8
Man like, man like Ron, you know
LJS on the beat
HL8