[Intro: Young Dizz]
Prince of the 6
I’m back
Listen Listen Listen I’m hearing a lot of chat going on
N***as know what I'm on out here, you get me?
Don’t ever disrespect the ting you feel me?
Say no more innit
Someone got shot in ***, I just sip my tea like Kermit
Bro just passed his girl his clothes like I beg you burn it
I don’t need no stripes, but them opps there still tryna earn it
I got stabbed by some half-hearts
Same week two man got shot in the head so I’ll firm it

[Chorus: Young Dizz]
Someone got shot in gate, I just sip my tea like Kermit
Bro just passed his girl his clothes like I beg you burn it
I don’t need no stripes, but them opps there still tryna earn it
I got stabbed by some half-hearts
Same week two man got shot in the head so I’ll firm it

[Verse 1: Young Dizz]
Yeah I still step in dingers
Homicide Squad at my door, why cah I step with (Sku-du-du-bow)
Bare gun smoke in the 6th bare gun smoke in the 7th
Shottys and Spinners in the ends, yeah we got more than 11
And ever since I got touched
Don’t mention other gangs, more time it was done by us (Gang gang)
This twelve-gage fill up a man bag
It’ll certified take down a bus (Bow, bow)
Still sweeping the street with my Sixers
True say man we’re coming like govs
I'm still sweeping the street with my Sixers
True say man we’re coming like govs
Nothing more needs to be said
One week, three bootings, still slap corn at your head (Bow-bow)
And if he’s a baller, we'll still slap corn at his leg (Bow-bow)
I just got shot, how you think no one's gonna end up dead? (What?)
So don’t be foolish
Waps getting banged at the park in front of the schoolkids
(Ay move the kids)
Turn volts while I was in the ward but you already knew this (Gang)
Everyone knew about my ting, who knew you before music?
I said everyone knew about my ting who knew you before music?
[Chorus: Young Dizz]
Someone got shot in gate, I just sip my tea like Kermit
Bro just passed his girl his clothes like I beg you burn it
I don’t need no stripes, but them opps there still tryna earn it
I got stabbed by some half-hearts
Same week two man got shot in the head so I’ll firm it
Someone got shot in gate, I just sip my tea like Kermit
Bro just passed his girl his clothes like I beg you burn it
I don’t need no stripes, but them opps there still tryna earn it
I got stabbed by some half-hearts
Same week two man got shot in the head so I’ll firm it

[Verse 2: Young Dizz]
That’s a naughty bop, my drilla stepping
On the opp block like, "Who? What? Where?
What block are you repping? (What block?)
I got the shotgun, bro got the ching chong, serious cheffing
(Ching ching)
Guaranteed I won’t miss, what are the odds?
No I ain’t betting (No way)
Dip dip, rip a hole in the North Face jacket
Perfect fit for the sawn-off (Bow)
Might show a bit of cleavage
Skinny bells for the dots, what I needed
Yo, [?] off a dome with the skeng
Watch a yute drop like my girl just breeded (Bow)
Two skengs in the ride, feds in the rear so LK just speeded
Hopping the fence with the dotty, yeah they’re coming like hurlers
(The media got it confused, saying we’re behind all of the murders)
Playing up front all season
I swear it breaks my heart when a man don’t ride
That’s treason (Real talk)
Ever since we seasoned the beef
Them man they’re coming like vegans
I love guns, I don’t really care what it costs (No way)
She wanted to prove her love for bro
So bro left the skeng in the loft
I just invested in teeth (Okay)
Couple racks on VVS grills (Okay)
I just invested in teeth for the skeng
Certified that blood ‘gon spill (Bow-bow)
[Chorus: Young Dizz]
Someone got shot in gate, I just sip my tea like Kermit
Bro just passed his girl his clothes like I beg you burn it
I don’t need no stripes, but them opps there still tryna earn it
I got stabbed by some half-hearts
Same week two man got shot in the head so I’ll firm it
Someone got shot in gate, I just sip my tea like Kermit
Bro just passed his girl his clothes like I beg you burn it
I don’t need no stripes, but them opps there still tryna earn it
I got stabbed by some half-hearts
Same week two man got shot in the head so I’ll firm it

[Outro: Young Dizz]
[?] Some little battyboy trying get at me but let me let you lot on Twitter know something:
I’m not a rapper bruv, yeah, yeah I rap, got a YouTube releasing my tings innit, yeah?
But they wanna get at me? They wanna get at me on some crud?
I been crudding since I was a little fuckin yute and I’m a big, big stinking man now
Bruv I swear I’ll —— ah, I’m not even gonna talk no internet chat anyway, done the internet chat, like I said —— don’t make this bigger than it has to be rudeboy
You lot are rappers, you lot got a lot to lose, remember that, oh