[Verse 1: Chuks]
Was a broad day drilling, cah a man done dirt broad day
I, caught my man just chilling, doing up power and chillin with bae
Like, we got opps on ropes pattern him quick tell the man prostrate
Let me get this straight A92 say the gang add K
Who the fucks on me?
Who can say that they caught man lacking?
YJ send the opps them packing
Carlan ran nah he weren't backing
Shit turn tragic, don’t lie cuz that shit happens
Cah he ran off dashing, jump out rides like bro don’t panic
Jays way to trappy, bro bros got to move these packs
Round here corns way to slappy
You’re OT trying to link some yat
Now I wake and I trust no bad b skeet in her mouth then I send her back
Niners got round therе in a taxi try dash off so I juiced mans back
Bro I’m so fed up, like shе really brown and cute
My ting cuh the uck was 10
Bubu face yeah a lovely yute
But, she wanna fuck my crew
And the bitch sucked off my goons
Plus I gotta make these bandz, got no love bitch resume

[Verse 2: Rose9]
Aim for your Headie when I brought that One
If I brought that nine I beat of that drum
And all the kids run
Tell my young boy don’t lack now they want to invest in a gun
Dem boy talk a lot they don’t want walk a lot
And now the asking man what I’m on
When B-side went touring something got fished and something got bun
The jakes them want to know my name but that’s confidential
Like Avenue 9 really ride on the A92 in a four door whip, and it weren’t no rental
But Shegz done did it alone cah you know big bro’s too mental
Then he came back with a PS4 and he paid for the drivers petrol
Bad b there give nothing but yuck
She hides my stuff in her handbag, I ain’t never gotta keep shit in my crotch
Got a dead ting on my snapchat allow that one cuz she speak too much
So I ping her to Baby9, I just love how he took that touch
Urgh
Man love typing and giving me lip
How many times we hopped on the train and OCS tried to lock off the trip
You’re lucky the jab did miss you or I would’ve been me letting it rip
Would have had your whole estate on legs
Someone would’ve ate that ring on my fist
That drill was a gorgeous one, remember that day shh shh got dipped
My broski came through screaming red rum we’re letting it drip
Them man catting to be like Avenue 9 they come like Avenue 6
That’s the B-T-E-C version off the boys in a Roman bits
All of this talk 'bout Romans now peng peng want a piece of me
She must of heard about Sav he ain’t no Latts but he's handsome T
Might just do up your chest and back if we slide round rambos on we
Darling pardon come to the b
She said she want a real ass n***a, real ass man, I’m a real ass g
[Verse 3: Swift9]
Catch me outside how bout that
Me and Rose done 90 on the M-way, pull up skrr, #crash
B-side don’t take back chat wash that mouth but mind that chat
Me and bro just creep and kweng back that shank make him plank
Shh with the longest mash she got a back come holla at man
[?] really got chinged, she really got me, she [?]
And dem boy talk about verbal
But they already don run from Sav
And why does he talk about drilling’s when he already got got and stabbed
How she calling me bae, throwing up K she must be frassed
If I catch that opp on a gliding, he tried back that, man dont give a rats
And neeks want talk about acting the ain’t clapping they talk about wass
And gyalie on me she active no rampant come hold this mash
Woah, shit man did it again just did a re-up on a opp boys head
[?] jump this fence, skid round the end to the [?]
No face no case no slipping I’m back in their ends thats #fishing
Like, Madeleine Mccann cuz they all went missing