[Verse 1: WorkRate]
My man raps bout [?]
Like no I ain't fuckin did that
Big facts
I was 16 that's [?]
When I flick that
Ying that ying that
Then I went on them [?] in a week
Done numerous drills and I made it back
All I know is to get on my knees
And pray to Allah and I gave him thanks (Alhamdulillah)
Bro bro's 9 double M just jammed
So watch my spin ting just spin then bang
It's life we're risking anytime we bang
Do it for the cause I love my batch
? just got slapped in dank
Cah right now I'm billin up [?]
Throwin 6 for they're throwin up nines
Bill them packs

[Verse 2: Nito NB]
They say we ain't got no chill
Cause their bro got killed but we still won't leave it
In and out blocks with a bruckback beat it
If I spot me an opp Ima jump out squeeze it
Bro said squeeze it
Fill it up, clean it
Give it a bleaching
Drilling completеd
Sinning repeated
Don't do plеading
Never did leave it
Back it and beat it
They're upset [?] and tops
Cause they got plugged in with Fumez
So they took us down by the PC plod
But we still won't stop cause it stays uncocked
Weren't too shocked when [?] got dropped
And the pyrex pots [?]
Who's on what
Red light don't stop
Cause the mash in the ride stays way too hot

[Verse 3: WorkRate]
018 when the beef was frying
Where was you, there's me and my batch
019 same shit's still tryin
How many opps shoulda been in this pack
Coulda been the 6 or the [?] flats
N***as know it's the same
Ding dongs and waps
Ask bout me and the hood I don't cap
I hop out the car, ching chong then dash
I rely on Allah when I jump in the dinger
I good with my 6er
I'm 2 with these chingers
[?] first time I crept up
[?] got chinged and turned to singers
N***as know well I'm a [?] drilla
'017 when the waps got lift up
'018, '019 slidin
'020 TeeRose got bill up

[Verse 4: Nito NB]
Roses are red, violets are blue
One's in a blunt, and one's in a zoot
Two in the front and one in the boot
Just give me the drop and I'll bring it to you
Tell bro spin this motor
I see me a opp but I think he spotted this whip
Let me jump out quick
See him swerve, then dip
To avoid [?]
But he didn't do shit
I show no love, so there's no love lost
I was over the stove till the grub did lock
With a big 45 or a 1 2 pop
When I'm in and out blocks I don't see them dons
They say they get busy like Sean but your bro got dropped
And he didn't respawn
That's [?] got dropped by [?]
Now he's lost his mind like he's Jason Bourne

[Verse 5: WorkRate]
I ain't got the baitest face
But the baitest name cause I'm [?]
How many times bro clocked that face
And we left no trace when the crime scene taped
Bro clocked them
Getting lit in the range
Got on one knee and he aimed at his face
I ain't tryna sound nuttin like these drill boys
Chest shot, head shot
So [?]

[Verse 6: Nito NB]
I was throwing [?] from way back
One more, same day's the payback
Told new [?]
[?] that's that
If they haven't got heart
Don't cap just say that
If they did slide round don't play that
We gon fill up the ride and go straight back
And now I'm running down kids for the talk online
And we done dig that when he ate that