[Verse 1]
Gang cut through on the 1-2-5 (Skrr)
Like bro come wet these guys
Blade to your leg, man don't think twice (Nah)
No way can we do them gentle
Like, if we ever lack on the ride
So bro just phone up rentals
This Laytown beef can't settle
(Like) This Laytown beef can't settle
I've got 4 door whips over there
Bruck down 4's, filled with petrol
Now I've got blood on my stainless
I've got [?], bro pass me the kettle (Pass it)
They just weighed 4 and a half and he two two'ed bop, man's work rate's mental (Mad)
Big big bro's tryna do enough dirty
How many times have I called Jsav and he answered let's get lurky (Let's lurk)
Where there's opps on the block, got me feeling like B Side dirty
Dip man down 'til his heartbeat stops
Now he's making money get flirty
The gyal move but she way too certy
I can't trust these olders
Remember that day so clear
Blade to my neck, right hand on my shoulder
Never been too sweet on an opp
Ever since then man got colder (Man's got cold)
I can't trust YJ with a skeng cuh I know that bro's bipolar
So mad how my g's dem soldiers
Might jeet that hole one time
M1 bangs through that [?]
She gotta leave yard at half past 9
When I ride this rusty one, inject it back, then twist that spine
I beg a man don't waste my time
Don't ring my phone, don't call my line

[Chorus]
Gang cut through on the 1-2-5
Like bro come wet these guys
Blade to your leg, man don't think twice
No way can we do them gentle (Nope)
Like, if we ever lack on the ride
So bro just phone up rentals
Can't dead this beef no way
This Laytown beef can't settle
Gang cut through on the 1-2-5 (Skrr)
Like bro come wet these guys
Blade to your leg, man don't think twice (No way)
No way can we do them gentle (Nah)
Like, if we ever lack on the ride
So bro just phone up rentals
Can't dead this beef no way
This Laytown beef can't settle

[Verse 2]
And I wish I never met that one
Oppsdem love chat on net
Man like Remy soon get bun
And she really wanna talk 'bout love
Invest in waps, we hold this gun
VS just bruck down two now
Manna drink Sprint, but you can't be done
Made that [?], done [?]
The most [?] wear Jordan
The way we put these opps in the air
Can't believe [?] brang that square
Opps opps chat pon net, they're scared
I give [?] to the face
Coming like George Saint Pierre
I got my trap on buzzing
But J's trap phone blows up, he's working
I'ma soon be stacked on top of the pan
Man's gonna have his trap line (Twerking)
You come and search for my beef
Look, we can fry that shit if you're certain
Been awhile, I ain't had no [?]
True say I'm the Laytown just lurking

[Chorus]
Gang cut through on the 1-2-5
Like bro come wet these guys
Blade to your leg, man don't think twice
No way can we do them gentle (Nope)
Like, if we ever lack on the ride
So bro just phone up rentals
Can't dead this beef no way
This Laytown beef can't settle
Gang cut through on the 1-2-5 (Skrr)
Like bro come wet these guys
Blade to your leg, man don't think twice (No way)
No way can we do them gentle (Nah)
Like, if we ever lack on the ride
So bro just phone up rentals
Can't dead this beef no way
This Laytown beef can't settle