[Intro: Bas]
(Diligence)
(KN Beatz)
Yeah
(Diligence)

[Chorus: Pete & Bas]
Numbers
Numbers (You're having a laugh ain't ya?)
Numbers (I just spent two weeks on the phone going back and forth over this)
Numbers (I ain't doing it no more)
And I'm running up numbers (I'll tell them I'm picking it up on Friday)
Numbers
Numbers (Now I've gotta pick it up on Monday)
Numbers

[Verse 1: Bas]
Yeah, ten bags on the chain
B4S on the plate of the Range
Before this cooked crack on a flame
Before that kicked ball in the cage
Still got beans and the sauce on thе plate
Still throw fists and I rearrange facе
Boys on the court so I don't catch case
Hammers and bings locked down in the motor
And the wife loves cooking up cake
[Verse 2: Pete]
Lovely, jubbly
Out with the wife and a glass of the bubbly
I don't wanna get caught in front of the governor
One wrong move and it's gonna get ugly
Easy, peasy
One wrong move and it's gonna get greazy
Gonna rough him up before I **** him up
And then I grab the clutch and I'm breezing

[Verse 3: Norman Pain]
Whip it, sip it, lock it (Huh)
Mug, karate chop him (Pow)
Opps, there ain't none coming
Banging on the chest of a man, King Kong him (Yah)
Bite off your ear
Great white shark, I can smell your fear (No fear man)
You don't wanna come round here
Been incarcerated for eighteen year

[Verse 4: Patrick Karneigh Junior]
P-P-PKJ (Right)
Run a man down broad day (Light)
Another man got smoked, rolling them up, put them in an ashtray (Smoked that man)
The pints stay cold
Chains on the chest they gold
Get them in a Japanese strangle-hold
You don't wanna war with a man that won't fold
[Chorus: Bas]
Numbers
Drilling up numbers
Got boys running up bags in the car
Numbers
Drilling up numbers
Got boys running up bags in the car
Numbers
Drilling up numbers
Got boys running up bags in the car
Numbers
Drilling up numbers
Got boys running up bags in the car

[Verse 5: Smith]
Baby, listen man
I'm a business man
Count the figures man
Look at her figure man
So sexy
Pick up the phone, text me
And you can bring the Cava, I'm at the flat in Bexley

[Verse 6: Albert Allen]
Just took a bag off a wasteman
Gucci belt wrapped round my waistband
I've been in the trap for some days man
Stupid yat tried give me brain man
Nah, that's not happening
Cock big guns yet a man's still grappling
Charlie Chaplin, don't say nutting
The Snooker Team's in the back room battling
[Verse 7: Uncle Bal]
I'll be out here in a three-piece
There's a minimum charge and that's 50P
And you know we don't like police
Crush a man's head like a big chickpea
Friday night I wear jeans
Picked up a crazy girl from E3
In the back of her red Suzuki
She doesn't want you, no the girl picked me

[Verse 8: MacMillan]
And I broke his bones when he came round here
'Cause a big man didn't wanna pay that cash
He went home safe in a taxi, just joking, a man's hand got smashed
Boot to the head then dash
You won't get away from Mac
Macmillan hit him with a big hammer fist straight to the spine and I broke his back

[Chorus: Pete]
Numbers
Drilling up numbers
Got boys running up bags in the car
Numbers
Drilling up numbers
Got boys running up bags in the car
Numbers
Drilling up numbers
Got boys running up bags in the car
Numbers
Drilling up numbers
Got boys running up bags in the car


[Outro]
(KN Beatz)
(Diligence)