[Intro]
Swidom Killdom, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ay, Tefo made this one

[Verse 1: Stally]
Rise it up and slam it
Two waps in the ride, don't panic
Slap it, whack him, we left him battered
Shanks swingin', that's ketchup splattered
I'm a savage, I'll do man bad
Straight drop dinners, no magic
Fuck up my cash, I can't do cats bad
I love it when the funds run rapid
Bad one wants all of my time
Like she don't know I'm in the T house laggin'
White girl bangin', dark one smashin', phone line's crackin'
Up it
I love the sound when the mash starts slappin'
We really do what we say
We ain't out here for no fashion

[Verse 2: Jimmy]
And I was that little hood rat that was trappin' out blocks
Shit, phonе's tucked into my socks
Rammy on waist, couldn't lack for no opps
Nina livin', line's still ringin'
Beg a man try put hands on my prof'
Bеg a man try put hands on my guys
The guys will probably have the strip taped off
Phonecalls like 'what happened over them sides?'
What? Which block?
I was probably taggin' up
Calculatin' how much pros have I made off the bud this month
It's mad how them man love chat on the net
But when they get hit up, there's not much said
Talkin' wild on Snaps, what a weird flex
We ain't broke like them
[Chorus: V9]
Pay attention when you slide
If it's opps, let it sky
Bring it back, rewind
Rise it at pigs, clap it, go HAM
I'm swingin' my arm like I'm Rob Van Dam
I'm runnin' man down like we're doin' up tag
Long clip, call it mag
Double tap, take him out
Pay attention when you slide
If it's opps, let it sky
Bring it back, rewind
Rise it at pigs, clap it, go HAM
I'm swingin' my arm like I'm Rob Van Dam
I'm runnin' man down like we're doin' up tag
Long clip, call it mag
Double tap, take him out

[Verse 3: DA]
Rollin'
I'm on the rear with the ting controllin'
Ain't steppin' for boydem
Many occasion we plan to annoy them
That block's quiet, bring 'em noise in
Send man down South like Croydon
Get on a stolen, it's us they're avoidin'
The bells are golden, or green and red
Pick your poison
Choices get made on sight, not after
Ready and roll for the action
I'll give him a ching if he's askin' for one
I'll give him some more, say I'm overreactin'
See them at the junction with a burner
It's nuttin' to clap 'em
Suttin' get slappin', lights, camera, action
They run off before it's flashin'
[Verse 4: KO]
Get done, was it Nine or Holly?
Really attempted, tried it properly
Lock off the vibe, Tally's all pissed
She's sayin' the party was poppin'
Girls say I sound kind of cockney
Meant to say opp like the army's spottin'
Spend an arm and a leg on them arms
So him havin' abs really ain't no problem
98 Gang, pattern up guns and barbies lock them
They got drugs, don't know how to dot them
They got garms, dont know how to rock them
Take the chance, crash out of a foreign
Have a hunch that they there, then we doin' 'em horrid
Bring the ZK too if the wap moves dodgy
Rollin', really tryna catch us a body

[Chorus: V9]
Pay attention when you slide
If it's opps, let it sky
Bring it back, rewind
Rise it at pigs, clap it, go HAM
I'm swingin' my arm like I'm Rob Van Dam
I'm runnin' man down like we're doin' up tag
Long clip, call it mag
Double tap, take him out
Pay attention when you slide
If it's opps, let it sky
Bring it back, rewind
Rise it at pigs, clap it, go HAM
I'm swingin' my arm like I'm Rob Van Dam
I'm runnin' man down like we're doin' up tag
Long clip, call it mag
Double tap, take him out
[Outro]
Ay, Tefo made this one
Swidom Killdom, yeah, yeah, yeah