[Intro: Tel Money & Monkey]
Ay MZY, turn me up
Violations get dealt with messy
Heavy clutch and the 44. steady
Bun by one I just stacked some bands
And I needed some and a elastic bands
Knock-knock do it in your bedroom I ain't gettin nicked for your kills in Streatham
Yo! (Yo, yo, yo)

[Verse 1: Monkey]
Who don't hear must feel, shits real
Done it old school 2 waps, no Jack and Jill
Had a mac and a bruck back ready to drill
I sat down with the pussy and made her plan
That’s how the business ran
Run by one I had to stack those plans
Till I needed a pack of elastic bands
Until I needed rub and to hold these ready
Stop anywhere man stepping heavy
Opp block with the glee (glrrr, glrr)
You know you gotta hold it steady
I'm from the hill, not Beverly
Violations get dealt with messy

[Verse 2: Tel Money]
Violation get dealt with messy
Heavy clutching the .44 steady
See a man trippin' get bored up horrid
A man turned Jedi, a man turned Sonic
All for the war man profit
Really had my strip locked down like Boris
.357 or bring out the Luger, see a man's head get licked with tuna
Knock-knock do it in your bedroom I ain’t nicked for Streatham
44. be the weapon this bulldog bite man for breakfast
Reckless steppers fist fight I done it in young offenders
How I got beef with friends when I separate these boys from men
[Verse 3: Monkey]
Separate the boys from men
Clip on the side, sten
Selection of waps come like Ben10, first time I grip the skeng
I'm from the 6, no new friend
Attack and defend like Boateng
Do a drill then go back home to my Bootheng

[Verse 4: Tel Money]
Go back home
Mentioning scoreboard, them man losin'
I don't sing like Susan
No comments till my innocent's proven
Corn got sent from the backroad
Hit man's afro
Hashtag cancelled
Don't speak if your gun don’t squeeze
Fill up the shotgun love for the glee

[Verse 5: Monkey]
Love for the glee, they made a man just rest in peace
Shotgun long like Peter Crouch, you know, it need some grease
Big smoke in the party, nothin' like skep, tryna leave a man deceased
I fucked that bitch, she sucked my dick, she told me her knees went weak

[Verse 6: Tel Money]
Knees went weak when I'm in balls in
I’m renting her yard for cheap
Handgun stuffed in a wardrobe
Ever had your line ringing like warzone
Drill was a sad one mad one, how you get rushed and bang off your gas gun
I see a man lacking at random see a man juice get spilled like Magnum
[Verse 7: Monkey]
Juice get spilled like Henny
I'm really for the block
Tryna slap my man from kway, kway
I done it with my ones like Headie
Two-fives tryna slap
I'm really tryna turn that scene real messy
I'm still on the block with waps
They poured Henny then bro got whacked

[Verse 8: Tel Money]
Step with a glee G19 I got fifteen sweets Imma let them free
Me done it on my ones so I’m really from the dungeon city or London
Slap that gauge or the bells dem spread use the 357. instead
Feds on me for one-two slapping scene was graphic had man panic

[Verse 9: Monkey]
Fuck a cheque
Don’t get stepped on
Remember kway back when guys got slept on
Tables turn when they got some dead dons
Three poles up when that brother got crept on
Was hammers galore when gang got swept on
Still poled up get stomped on no stop you gotta stay dangerous no Youngs Teflon

[Outro: Monkey & Tel Money]
Don't fuck around
You know we're fucking dangerous
Stay wid it
Stay dangerous
You know to bout
You know what I'm saying cuz
Don't mess around wit your life
Rose mixed it