[Intro]
(DT5 on the beat)
Oi, I'm screamin' "Fuck the opps"
They got how many fucking linkups happenin'
(RK on the beat)
And bodies fuckin' drop
It's embarrassing, ahaha
Grr, bah, bah
Yo, look, yo

[Verse 1]
We had Towners hoppin' them counters
And that's no cap, we had many encounters (We ain't capping)
We're sounders, big ting got the powers
We still put shells in their back like Bowser (Bow)
They lay flowers, but don't ride like cowards
Them man try come to the block and got countered (They did)
We spent hours, their blood pours like showers
He ain't gonna make it home base like rounders (Bitch)
How's your mum? She good, yeah? (Haha)
Don't lie and try say that you're good there
If you stepped out, got bun out his hood wear
Funny how one day made it a good year
It's weird how the opps tells opps "We're a threat" (We're a threat)
'Cause we ain't like them doing drills on the net
Any IC3 on their block gets checked
If they spin this ride then it might go left (Ah man)
And bro say we speak in code
Do it like Bumblebee in Transformers
Bro, don't speak on his mobile phone
Cats know what it is, so he just takes orders
Plug said COVID, the price went high
'Cah the big man here wanna shutdown borders (Fuck)
Shit got real, so a few man changed
Said they wanna new path like The Rock in Ballers (Haha)
[Chorus]
My angle is crystal clean
Was it us? Like yes indeed
In and out, so I can't be seen
If shit goes left, they spill them beans
They can't get right or so that seems
Real type, that's up in my genes
Get dropped out for the clout I mentioned
Still roll 'round with the teams

[Verse 2]
Coulda been worse when your bro burst
But it's like somehow he bounced back and survived it (How?)
I know he got told if he lost more juice
Then it's straight no way a next time he's surviving (No way)
And bro said "Roll with a gunman stance"
When it gets to the point then it's close one eyelid
No we ain't done, we don't leave it to chance (We don't)
On a work man flex, duck man in my Hi Vis (Taze)
But the opps them know this (They know)
Thought we had the 1-9 like COVID
We made the opps do the Hocus Pocus (Yeah)
Glocks and .9s or it's shotty Revolvers (Dickhead)
Hold up, what happened to Rose?
On a Rose, anything goes
They sound top tier when they talk on tracks
They ain't on shit if the truth be told (Nah)
You already know that we speak in code
My opps ain't bad, they ain't beating sticks (No)
Break that down if I said it to bro
No buttons like after the iPhone 6 (Get it?)
We copped new heat and they all get hammered
You might get corned if you're up in that mix (You will)
And if you get caught that's your head back splattered
Or this might open your chest like Vicks (Open)
[Chorus]
My angle is crystal clean
Was it us? Like yes indeed
In and out, so I can't be seen
If shit goes left, they spill them beans
They can't get right or so that seems
Real type, that's up in my genes
Get dropped out for the clout I mentioned
Still roll 'round with the teams