[Verse 1: RIL]
Main road in vapors
Man max out the talent and flip up the script so we talk about gators
Front and back of papers
Cages
Getting catched, no data
Acting my act like Fater
Them man's living in fear, that's greater
Bro aunt just come like [?] as an OG skater
Count my cheddar
This brother want to talk about pressure
Can't relate, still g, any weather
And I say 'Run from Queen' from the ladder
One call from the sticks
Still won't call from the leaves and branches
Decent summarized tricks
And my bags ain't coming in clips
Right now, I got the private spot
Girl wanna wine and kotch
If she whine too much, she comе out like Poch
Can't make too many moves, no prof
All about action, nеver on stop
Never on pause
We just affecting cause
All of the pagans dem considering chat before starting war
I don't want to kick down doors
More time the grass stay green, no lawn
Chick game with a two-piece, outdoors
Bro just lit up a spliff two draws
Bro just frass up and link two jawns
It's the crack of dawn
Wait, I'll just weigh up the opps and options, no-one on piss and corn

[Chorus: RIL]
Attack and slap man's headpiece
Make a man zig and zag like chess piece
From kway been labeled a bad breed
Opps dem gotta hold corn no pasty
Mashing the work out gladly
'Cause shit just had to get done and I got to make runs like Sully and Ashley
Make runs like Sully and Ashley
Attack and slap man's headpiece
Make a man zig and zag like chess piece
From kway been labeled a bad breed
Opps dem gotta hold corn no pasty
Mashing the work out gladly
'Cause shit just had to get done and I got to make runs like Sully and Ashley
Make runs like Sully and Ashley


[Verse 2: KayyKayy]
I can never go like dem man
Put it on bro that I keep my pole
You ain't never sunned, held snow, held snow
Man step in the field tryna score that goal
I stepped in the dews with O
I chinged his bruce, now he's moving slow
Can't name me a time that I backed my phone
Act for the Snap then you get turned pro
Yo, we got the opps on ropes
Sinsquad step drench man, who's next
I scraped man's flesh til I see man's bones
Whoa, he said, "Allow me bro"
I laughed out loud when I ripped his coat
Shoutout Mr .9 and 11
They're real goats
Since they got chinged, the whole block's been ghost
This browning peng was my favourite
Now acts cause she's a fan of the neighbours
I love when she threw it back and screamed K1
While I beat and tamed it
One hand on the bottle, one hand on the neck
Now the whole room shaking
Got a lightie from kway back, I still rate it
Summoned 'cause she never could take it
They don't know who got the whole hood baking
Gang done got down shh, shh, shh, shh, its amazing
This black one never took aiming
Bro slapped that still hits where your face is
Shout the hitter that clutched on the spinner
And folks started revving on the pavement
Slapped that mash till he got left brainless

[Chorus: RIL]
Attack and slap man's headpiece
Make a man zig and zag like chess piece
From kway been labeled a bad breed
Opps dem gotta hold corn no pasty
Mashing the work out gladly
'Cause shit just had to get done and I got to make runs like Sully and Ashley
Make runs like Sully and Ashley
Attack and slap man's headpiece
Make a man zig and zag like chess piece
From kway been labeled a bad breed
Opps dem gotta hold corn no pasty
Mashing the work out gladly
'Cause shit just had to get done and I got to make runs like Sully and Ashley
Make runs like Sully and Ashley