DA (Holly Street)
DA x Hitman x Lil Slipz
[Verse 1: DA]
Don't ask where the nose on the shotgun came from
I got this 1 for the low low
Puttin in mad work like RiRi
I do it like Kanté and make that N'Golo
I do it with Hitman, drill
It takes 1 bell to fly out on this solo
Pop them doors, me and bro bro
Bonding time we ain't taking photos
[Verse 2: Hitman]
Driver spin, reverse in
Said first [?] silliest ting
Jump out hear a bow, no pin
Then the tires skid, man skrr off quick
If it's me controlling the dings
Foot down on the pedal man floor it
Still control this beast that's roaring
Crash jump out tryna beat from corning
[Verse 3: Lil Slipz]
Step round there with Splash
Rambz in my hand when I'm out in the cash
Broski doing up laps
But I'm in the trap living life with cats
He tried run and got packed
He tried leave Dotz but he got splashed
I just held a chase by CF11 and I can't even be in Hacks
They tryna take me off the map
Cah they know that the HO brothers are bad
[Verse 4: Hitman]
The jakes done a sweep in the A
Cah we came from the A tryna leave it taped
[Verse 5: Lil Slipz]
Do you up quick
Big samurai I don't roll with a flicks
They tried come round to my strip
Are you taking the piss
Let's jump in a whip
Them man love chatting shit
019 we taped off strips
Why you think Grimz got chinged
And why you think Dotz got put in my spliff
[Verse 6: DA]
Don't think about passing through
If I were my man I'd ordered a coffin
Shoulda got his breadrin a casket too
Get hit on your way to school
Early or the afternoon
I do it like Percy and rass this yute
You ain't got smoke, I laugh at you
Don't get hit at your barbeque
[Verse 7: Hitman]
Smoke in the ride or I stack, no zoot
HS members blast at you
Pull up and boot when we do pass thru
Chilling with them, blast that too
Get a drop or on sight
You're pissed if the eyes on you
No [?]
Swear down we don't see these yutes
So you won't pass thru, mans donin you
[Verse 8: Lil Slipz]
I tried step with a plug in a sock
But I got grabbed by the fucking gov
Jailhouse living just me and my blood
Me and Dicey tryna do man up
Them man run with shanks
Then go on snap then act like they're on
I love to ride, I love have fun
Splash out your chest, you're done
[Verse 9: DA]
Man can't be onto me
Get your t shirt torn tryna make them statements
Don't do shit for the cams
Get put on the telly and now you're famous
The way corn flies out the barrel
It don't have wings but it can give you a couple
How many barrels? Mad ting double
You can find death if you're looking for trouble
[Verse 10: Hitman]
New long nose and the ting come double
Slip you're pissed
He done said he gone drown in a puddle
Free Dicey he don't listen enough
He was in the trap just serving cats
Kittens, you know we had the whole place packed
Jakes on man, decamp whips
I can't get grabbed, the case is mad