[Intro]
Traphouse Mob
Ay, Mobz, that sounds wavey

[Verse]
If I say it's on, that's final
Two shanks, .44 and a rifle
Tit for tat, it's a dangerous cycle
With S and S, that's my bros
Coming like Franklin, Trevor and Micheal
Swing my shank and tear up your vitals
4x4, gon' fuck up your spinal
Golden boot, I done got the title
Sh got sh, no chance of revival
Peng-peng, ting, I sent her the eyeballs
One week on she's sucking on my balls
Hit her back, she's taking it all in
Don't get no slop on my Jordans
Countless times I rid out of boredom
Heard bare screams of pain when I bored him
Yo, no snoring
Told my youngboy get up and hit the shops in the morning
Don't act dumb, if you've been cautioned
You ain't left an opp-boy crawling
Holding his guts, tryna keep that all in
Head in his hands, likе, will bro live
But hands on his head, tryna stop blood pouring (oh fuck)
Ay, but hands on his head, tryna stop blood pouring
48 hours sеrving cells
Now I got more coins than a wishing well
We took his life, can't shed no light
But I know he's a kuffar and he's going hell
The .44 run out of sweets
But the .38 still got three shells
But I don't care, I'll do it in knives
But the dot-dot got 15 bells
On the opp-block with A-Team lurking
Searching, buck into opp, its curtains
Chinged nuff man, my shank ain't a virgin
**** got nicked and bucked me in person
I'm a problem and they know this
Young G's chat shit, ching up their oldest
Jump out cars and swing up on shoulders
Trip, fall over, it's game over
Done it in brucked down, done it in sport cars
Had a ZK that went through four opps
In one ride I slid through four blocks
Buck into cops, that ride get called off (going back)
Aye likkleman cool off
I ain't seen none of that smoke you talk of
Done gripped .44 longs or sawn offs
How many times BA beat corn off
Look, run a man down for sport
Way too quick but he still got caught
How many 18 plates got bought
A opp got bored and a car got torched
In chest and high of course
How many times have we chinged man thoughts?
How many times S chinged man's head
Back and chest, tryna leave man dead
In AG I'm one of the best
And in CT scored more than the rest
Wait one sec, can't forget about S
He done went Cres and put it in necks
Took man's pack and he tried send threats
Pulled up same day and two got cheffed
Don't know how I get chat from Tempz
His mum is a cat and his older's dead
A minute ago I ran out of breath
But Striker's fast and he swiped his legs
You know what's next, a knife in his head
With no remorse I'd do it again
Aye free my friends BA, CK and H in the pen
Aye free my friends BA, CK and H in the pen
[Outro]
Free my fucking friends
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