[Intro: Booter Bee & Producer Tag]
(Slay Products)
Did a 4-2-2 on porridge
I stepped out the can, they know I'm a problem
You-You can go ask the feds about us, man
Cheffed up bare guys, slapped up 'nough man
They know I've been selling 'em pebs
Got cats walkin' from Dolten up to F-Town
Me-Me in the front seat, 2 in the bruck back, M in the back seat loadin' the pump akh
You don't wanna see man hop out (You-You don't wanna see man hop out)

[Chorus]
There man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back
Live corn slap (Bow)
We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)
Thousand bells in this Tesco bag
Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat
Now I'm round therе where the paigons hang
Thеre man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back
Live corn slap (Bow)
We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)
Thousand bells in this Tesco bag
Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat
Now I'm round there where the paigons hang (Where they at?)

[Verse 1]
Where these paigons at, me and GR have been lookin' for hours
If I'm not servin' Antics auntie
Then I'm Uptop givin' shotgun showers (rrrah)
I've been billin' up yutes with pellets (Bow)
PMan said he's not involved, didn't even finish his sentence
Grab him, fold him, wet him, wet him
I've left man stressed out, neck-neck shot, belly shot and I've chinged his chest out
Yo, if it's not glides with my skeng out, then I'm in Steve's house chopping 'em Z's down (Chop that)
They know I've been sellin' 'em pebs, got cats walkin' from Dolten up to F-Town
Rise the 12 gauge, put the 10+10 down
Hell break loose if I pocket (mad)
Did a 4-2-2 on porridge, I stepped out the can, they know I'm a problem
Talk is cheap but theirs is gonna cost them
Shankings, bootings, ride-outs often
Step in the 2, two rambos boppin', their boss got caught and splashed while joggin'
Civilians shoutin', screamin' "Stop it" I ran back home got my kitchen polished
[Chorus]
There man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back
Live corn slap (Bow)
We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)
Thousand bells in this Tesco bag
Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat
Now I'm round there where the paigons hang
There man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back
Live corn slap (Bow)
We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)
Thousand bells in this Tesco bag
Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat
Now I'm round there where the paigons hang

[Verse 2]
Anytime I find where they hangin' out, it's bullets I'm handin' out
Man down, Man down when were banging rounds
Try stand his ground so I slapped him down (Bow)
Petty that whip, head back to the block, I'd be ashamed if I shot me a leg
2-2 out of 3 I've hit head-top, try X that off when I let that pop
You can go ask the feds about us, che-cheffed up bare guys slapped at 'nuff man
Me in the front seat, 2 in the bruck back, M in the back seat, loadin' the pump akh
You don't wanna see man hop out (You don't)
All you'll hear is screamin' and gunshots (Bow!)
We got so much waps on the F (On the F)
You would've thought that we burgled the gunshop
He got chopped like buj and jumped off, till this day why is he talking shit
They mash work but the difference is, when we mash work, having them calling pigs
Don't ring man's phone about sorting it, when I catch that yute on his morning shift
Pull to the side got hands on the .9, I'ma fly out the ride and corn his wig
[Chorus]
There man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back
Live corn slap (Bow)
We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)
Thousand bells in this Tesco bag
Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat
Now I'm round there where the paigons hang
There man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back
Live corn slap (Bow)
We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)
Thousand bells in this Tesco bag
Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat
Now I'm round there where the paigons hang

[Outro]
(Slay Productions)