[Intro]
(Triple01s, gangs the hardest out)
(Trigga, YSK)
(Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom)

[Chorus: Trigga & YSK]
Oi freeze up!
Cuz' your boy got beat up
Slap cannons when I put my feet up (Bow)
Black bali, she done it like Zina (Zina)
Smoke opps, she done it like Reefa (Reefa)
On the block with the pot, doing re-ups
On the block in the trap, playing FIFA
Made them opp boys dance ballerina
We keep it coming
Creep up tings, don't hide them coming
Run up on me, who's tryna get done in? (What?)
I ain't seen no fucking chat
I ain't seen no fucking chat
Opp boys see me, run up and dash
Whip out the rambo, whip out the mash
Run up back and see man fucking dash

[Verse 1: Trigga]
Shef for shef is precious
Running through the fields, don't test us
Running through the block, don't mess us
Test us, and you man you get pressurеd (Get pressured)
Now wе don't need no censors, enter
Swinging them blades and sweaters
Now you ain't with us, you against us
Errors and only you man, you need stretchers

[Verse 2: YSK]
Whip that, whip that cross like Tavernier (Bow)
I can pause in the field like Kamara
On the opp boy, feeling this blade (Woo)
Cuz' its hot in the block, like Sahara
The boy-boy wanna take this shave
Lemme cover my face b, Baraclava
Don't chat bout drills and road
Cuz' you dash so fast like Adama!

[Verse 3: Trigga]
We keep it dashing
Boys not the same to you when I'm crashing
Any opp boy in the wing and I'll smash him
Any trap boy in the ring and I'll pass it (And I'll pass it)
Bro deepen the squad, then class it
Billin' up, deepen the squad, then go jag him
Cops corner the street, we still smack it
Hanging out the back of the whip and I'll pass it
[Bridge: YSK]
Had a chat, had a chat
He don't bite that ting, but we're on him
On this "man o gram", we just took your block
Who's tryna get done, then?
Had a chat, had a chat, they won't bite that
YG, who's that? Let's bun them
I'm tryna get mad, who's that?
Lets see who's tryna get fucking spun then (Spun then)

[Chorus: Trigga & YSK]
Oi freeze up!
Coz your boy got beat up
Slap cannons when I put my feet up (Bow)
Black bali, she done it like Zina (Zina)
Smoke opps, she done it like Reefa (Reefa)
On the block with the pot, doing re-ups
On the block in the trap, playing FIFA
Made them opp boys dance ballerina
We keep it coming
Creep up tings, don't hide them coming
Run up on me, who's tryna get done in? (What?)
I ain't seen no fucking chat
I ain't seen no fucking chat
Opp boys see me, run up and dash
Whip out the rambo, whip out the mash
Run up back and see man fucking dash
[Verse 4: Trigga & YSK]
Jump out the range and dash it
Jump out the rave and crash it (Haha)
All these jokers in panic
Land it, all my gang men cause havoc
Switch that, when I make that blow (Blow)
Pitch that, all the boys go know (Bow)
Head that, yeah the gal goes blows (Bow)
Sit back, coz the bitch go low

[Verse 5: Trigga & YSK]
Pass it to us then pass that back
Back into us when we blast that mac (Bow)
All my soldiers, we ready to attack (Yeah)
Yeah we tryna square up when we dressed in black
When we dressed in black and we let that go (Bow)
Try take out us, and we let man know
Trigga, let's shoot like Jermain Defoe
[?] in the streets, we go
Pass it to us let me flip it, flip it
Pass it to us and mix it, mix it
All them trap boys out there, them victims
All the opp boys out there, them chickens
We out there, on the wing we winning
All the problems in the wing we bringing
Ching him, slide 'em up with no filling
Oh rubber band on the trap we bringing