[Intro: DA]
Ay Sapphire, turn me up
My darg's got me so he's barkin' it off
Young boy wanna work
It ain't nuttin' to get him a Cardiff job
We cut from cops
Unlimited shells for all of my opps

[Chorus: DA]
My darg's got me so he's barkin' it off
Man dance with smoke in the function
I don't know nuttin' 'bout parkin' it off
Young boy wanna work
It ain't nuttin' to get him a Cardiff job
Man decamp dingers, dodge them tickets
The obbo is real, we cut from cops
Unlimited shells for all of my opps

[Verse 1: Hitman]
Slip up, you're pissed
On the ride, two man on a three-double-O
Or the ding gets filled with six
We take them trips
We take them risks
Get 'round and tape off strips
Long nose rise, it scares these kids
And they run from the dotty kicks
Bare high knees, you're droppin' your shit

[Verse 2: DA]
Two swords, like Gillette, shave it
Sawn off shottys to get them sent off
Dish out pellets, they spread like salt
If I shake, that's defo a headshot
Got a red top like his homie
It's a sweet life 'til it's me and my co-de
Two hands when I rise this trophy
Youngest in charge, they know me
Back road gets smokey
Or just swing that cheff and get pokey
Leave man holey
Drench man solely
I can't have no words with no police
And of course this vehicle's stoley
A Team, that's hashtag boasy
Six man stuffed, it's far from cosy
He got drenched, he kept it lowkey
[Chorus: DA]
My darg's got me so he's barkin' it off
Man dance with smoke in the function
I don't know nuttin' 'bout parkin' it off
Young boy wanna work
It ain't nuttin' to get him a Cardiff job
Man decamp dingers, dodge them tickets
The obbo is real, we cut from cops
Unlimited shells for all of my opps
My darg's got me so he's barkin' it off
Man dance with smoke in the function
I don't know nuttin' 'bout parkin' it off
Young boy wanna work
It ain't nuttin' to get him a Cardiff job
Man decamp dingers, dodge them tickets
The obbo is real, we cut from cops
Unlimited shells for all of my opps

[Verse 3: Hitman]
Possess with intent or I grip and wet him
Get 'round tryna spill some juice
Success, shout bae, it's a seedy setting
The gang too reckless, pull up and cheff it
Or dump it, at muppets
Two in the dots, let it go, don't freeze up
Then bruck it, more slugs in
Twos man with the smoke that's comin'
[Verse 4: DA & Hitman]
Smokey settings, standard patterns
Gruesome cheffings, violent slappings
Same old bando cats still cattin'
I'm still in the bando taggin'
I told my bitch 'I'm comin''
I'm cummin' when my nut is bussin'
Don't try run and get caught, man cuttin'
Step on gas when your window smash

[Verse 5: DA]
Saw jakes run plates, tryna tear up suttin'
Two shanks, tryna flame me a cuttin'
I bought somethin' but they weren't on nuttin'
They're runnin' indoors, see windows shuttin'
In the party, flex with a .40
I see the paigons pushin' the girls they're in love with
Don't look back
You might see your bredrin curled up coughin'
Hashtag blubbin'

[Chorus: DA]
My darg's got me so he's barkin' it off
Man dance with smoke in the function
I don't know nuttin' 'bout parkin' it off
Young boy wanna work
It ain't nuttin' to get him a Cardiff job
Man decamp dingers, dodge them tickets
The obbo is real, we cut from cops
Unlimited shells for all of my opps
My darg's got me so he's barkin' it off
Man dance with smoke in the function
I don't know nuttin' 'bout parkin' it off
Young boy wanna work
It ain't nuttin' to get him a Cardiff job
Man decamp dingers, dodge them tickets
The obbo is real, we cut from cops
Unlimited shells for all of my opps

[Verse 6: DA & Hitman]
Young boy wanna work, well it's easy
Fly upsie, and make this pack disappear, Houdini
Peddle bike trips, that's loads of wheelies
On the back of the three-double-O's
See the corn run with the wind so speedy
The food is TT, gyal too seedy
Just pour that Henny and please me

[Verse 7: DA]
Hope it don't happen again
Your friends, they should'a got put in a benz
I do it like Crash and blast that skeng
See you at the new at 10
Common sense, you don't really wanna meet your ends
So stay inside you gems
Broom on my lap, everthing cleansed
Or Hitman swings his sword, it depends

[Verse 8: Hitman]
Skrrt, reverse, jump out on badness
And the driver jumps out too
He ain't tryna hear stories about the madness
We was on form, that's ultra attackin'
Run man down and just splash it
Crash up the ting and just slap it
Young boys wild and mad matics
Switch them plates and get back at it

[Outro: DA]
My darg's got me so he's barkin' it off
Man dance with smoke in the function
I don't know nuttin' 'bout parkin' it off
Young boy wanna work
It ain't nuttin' to get him a Cardiff job
Man decamp dingers, dodge them tickets
The obbo is real, we cut from cops
Unlimited shells for all of my opps