[Verse 1:]
I see roll with the suitcase cas
You never took him a flight just catch him some birds nuff racks just mashed him on the curb
Still leave am opp on the curb
See the Feds G Herbo I swerve (Swervo)
Can’t get nicked in the ride that’s a bird
Fuck the feds my peace are disturbed
We pull up on opps they desert , lurk!
Lurk! Still tryna put one on the shirt
Still got money from stuff of the dirt
Stable the plug that bitch can’t burn
Add in a K that shit get you turnt, turnt straight into a pack my n***a don’t lack when we’re in the flats we ain’t lеaving till someone gets whackеd a man held corn for some unpaid stuff due time man’s coming for you
I can’t trust no Scooby-Doo
Looking for Madeline kids and big dogs too
PR might rise it and let it stutter
Stone spread like butter
OSG my blood, my brothers, kway kway back pushback and cutters
They should’ve got fried but the extended jam up (Vrrrgh! Vrrrgh!)
True say I got left outside in the cold otherwise Skeng woulda got turn up
We brought the 32. auto for back up (Back up)
You don’t ride for yourself for the gang my advise likkle man just man up

[Hook:]
Hold up hold up stays waps with the gang dem roll up get you touched like the Armani fold up
Still outside with my heart getting colder (Colder)
I hate scrum that the outling that they know us and try move stoosh when the gang dem roll up, roll up, which opp should I roll up? Been on the divide when we polled up
Hold up hold up stays waps with the gang dem roll up get you touched like the Armani fold up
Still outside with my heart getting colder (Colder)
I hate scrum that the outling that they know us and try move stoosh when the gang dem roll up, roll up, which opp should I roll up? Been on the divide when we polled up
[Verse 2:]
Get rast in the spliff dats smoke dis morning
With the dotty applaud him
Step on your block when boarding
Stretch never know when gang dem might slide in the morning
Most hated blocks in south your boy got got and drop this stick to the morning
Chop that dots call that transforming after team lock but the guys still scoring

[Verse 3:]
The gang smokey like Bob Marley
I’m on the main road with my chargey
Big artillery like the army I smoke from kway like dam had Barnis
My yardi tugs still wet head like Hardy Wray and Nephs I don’t drink Bacardi
Dem man come last ***** come like dem man scream “Lardy”
Talking to bro about waps and dingers
My girl try smirk and acting too inner
Tryna see more bands like principle Skinner

[Hook:]
Hold up hold up stays waps with the gang dem roll up get you touched like the Armani fold up
Still outside with my heart getting colder (Colder)
I hate scrum that the outling that they know us and try move stoosh when the gang dem roll up, roll up, which opp should I roll up? Been on the divide when we polled up
Hold up hold up stays waps with the gang dem roll up get you touched like the Armani fold up
Still outside with my heart getting colder (Colder)
I hate scrum that the outling that they know us and try move stoosh when the gang dem roll up, roll up, which opp should I roll up? Been on the divide when we polled up