[Intro: Kay-O]
ES, is that you?
Gozo chef, bombaclaat to them boy den
Likkle Dotz
At it, dust, up shut up, buss off, pussy, you feel like
Dey on side, watch yourself crawlin' mandem
Funny how we the laughin' stock, someone gets slapped and the laughin' stops
They're dead
If we asked, it's not
Still pullin' up tryna clart with the dotts
Fetch them and where we left them, find them and bine them, grrt

[Chorus: Kay-O]
Funny how we the laughin' stock, someone gets slapped and the laughin' stops
They blame us, if we askеd, it's not (It's not)
Handguns like Glocks, how they still pullin' up tryna clart with the dotts? (Bap, bap)
Thеy know the gang's charged a lot, so they want us charged and locked (And locked)
Funny how we the laughin' stock, someone gets slapped and the laughin' stops
They blame us, if we asked, it's not (It's not)
Handguns like Glocks, how they still pullin' up tryna clart with the dotts? (Bap, bap)
They know the gang's charged a lot, so they want us charged and locked

[Verse 1: Smokes]
Big-big-big bro got slapped (Grrt), little bro got slapped, but I guess little bro couldn't firm it (Grrt, grrt)
And they lost their boss, he was way too high, heard the Anglo Arms had him turnin' (Ha)
He got slapped on a front seat (Errr), dropped out on a backseat, think donny tried swervin' (Baow)
Me and bro laugh everyday when we talk 'bout ****, know that them man are still burnin'
The wettest is probably Margs (Eediat)
His bro got his head lifted, sent Mars (Grrt)
I can put it on ****, he ain't jumped in a car, but the joke man's doing podcasts (That ****)
Man slap man's head and we speed off (Skrrt)
I ain't got no favourites, there ain't no way (Nah) that I'm smokin' on KB (Haha) and not smoke DDot (Dead)
Buss man's head and we bleach off (Grrt)
[Verse 2: Billy Billions]
I bucked Switch on flows and I broke his nose and then I dragged him out of his clothes (Dickhead)
I strangled Mojo like a little hoe then I knocked that little prick out cold (Bitch)
Boost got smacked for talkin' cap and the puss went and rid volvo (Snitch)
Carl got slapped with my favourite wap then gang took KC's soul (We really do)
I know Psycho and Trey can't sleep for shit, we turned your homeboy spliff (We did)
We already know I bust Jinglez wig and he tried get back and I corned his whip (On God)
Kaos ain't killin' shit, it was me that day that rinsed that clip (It was me)
You ain't even GBG'd for your brother, it was us that chinged him to bits (Oh, oh, oh tally, 98)

[Chorus: Kay-O & Billy Billions]
Funny how we the laughin' stock, someone gets slapped and the laughin' stops (Oh, oh, oh tally)
They blame us, if we asked, it's not (It's not)
Handguns like Glocks, how they still pullin' up tryna clart with the dotts? (Oh, oh tally, bap, bap)
They know the gang's charged a lot, so they want us charged and locked (Oh, oh tally, and locked)
Funny how we the laughin' stock, someone gets slapped and the laughin' stops (Oh, oh)
They blame us, if we asked, it's not (Oh, oh tally, it's not)
Handguns like Glocks, how they still pullin' up tryna clart with the dotts? (Oh, oh, bap, bap)
They know the gang's charged a lot, so they want us charged and locked (Oh, oh tally, and locked)

[Verse 3: DA]
Look, look, I'm not too sure 'bout Chest Shot Gang (Jokers)
I'm sure someone got a headshot, damn (Wigged)
My head's hot on the glide, don't think you're hotted
I tried pop lead, it jammed (Baow, baow, baow)
Step from the red, it's ram T, **** got airlifted and they said it's gang (Lifted away)
Boothe got his head in hands, stressed, now go put your hands (Fence, ha) on a hammer
Not sure which one of the Twins got splattered, free up all of the crashers (Gang)
I watched Switch put on his boots
They don't wanna get soaked and battered (Runner)
Fields ain't safe from the box, it's a hazard (Nope)
Big Boothe gettin' shot, never mattered (Bap)
Luger .9s, that's craniums shattered (Slip)
Who you think's leaving heart rates flattened? (Mh-hmph, listen, it's us)
[Verse 4: Unknown T]
They were takin' the piss, now, we're takin' the piss (Pff)
Show the opps no remorse (Sickened), so we're makin' a diss (Eugh)
Find and get bined, made the cane rows split
Call it, "Bust heads down" (Byaow, byaow, byaow, byaow) when we blend in the whip (Buss it)
Of course we're campin' (Mh-hmph), who done the mad ting?
Leave the Trident shocked (Mh-hmph), who rinsed out the clip? (Bo-bush)
Make the script flip 'cah their A team's shit
Heard they done a baities (Byaow, byaow, byaow, byaow), so the opps can't miss (Grrt)
'Bout badman, I'm a badman on my shit (*whistle*) when I bang off the G9 clip (Hit)
Bullseye, dem dead, come and get back quick
Big Boothe shoulda lurked, got his neck back ripped (*KMT*, yuck, yuck)
Lil' **** got burst, shoulda been wid his clips (*KMT*)
Zero Tolerance babies love to deny their clip (Dickheads)
****, better read back KB's letters (Mh-hmph)
Your bredrin's dead, go and grip on some rizz (Ha-ha)

[Chorus: Kay-O & Unknown T]
Funny how we the laughin' stock, someone gets slapped and the laughin' stops (Mh-hmph, mh-hmph, grrt)
They blame us (Grrt, byaow, byaow, byaow, byaow, byaow), if we asked, it's not (It's sick, it's not)
Handguns like Glocks (Mh-hmph), how they still pullin' up (Mh-hmph) tryna clart with the dotts? (Bap, bap)
They know the gang's charged a lot, so they want us charged and locked (Grrt, byaow)
Funny how we the laughin' stock (Mh-hmph), someone gets slapped (Mh-hmph) and the laughin' stops (Mh-hmph)
They blame us, if we asked, it's not (It's not, euph)
Handguns like Glocks, how they still pullin' up tryna clart with the dotts? (Euph, euph, bap, bap)
They know the gang's charged a lot (Mh-hmph), so they want us charged (Mh-hmph) and locked (Mh-hmph)
[Outro]
This sounds hard, ayy, this sounds hard
ES, is that you?
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