[Verse 1]
S like Vin with the getaway driving
They're tryna pump and dump
Hunch, I'm tryna put in my blunt
Drop man, got round there in a hunch
I'm nothing like Hunch, I don't need to stunt
Cah they know, we know, they know, we know
Who really murdered dons
You can go search what I literally done
You ain't drilled nothing but songs
It's like beating a kid, been nothing but fun
[?], two drills in the country
Two bells in the dots but I just need one
To make your mum scream "Why my son?"
An opp got chinged outside of his drum
Mumsy found her bleeding son
He got bunned and he got bunned and he got bunned and dashed in a blunt
AGB, we roll with guns
We chest shot, ching and punctured lungs
Your vest ain't shit, man chef up your head, please
Man go dumb, make a opp go dumb
No talking, nothing but violence
Then it got bucked so it's them who's silent
Find 'em, bang on sight, quick knife 'em
Stab like Abz are riding, gliding
Find 'em, bang on sight, quick knife 'em
Love that thrill, that shit's exciting
S like Vin with the getaway driving
Step, two chings, that's one inside him
Who's on wass? We're the AG thugs
Gang, gang spill pints of blood
We swing our shanks and beat our guns
Gang, gang put opps in a mud
Free Armed Response and-