[Verse 1: Bully]
Look, beef's not a fazer, peak (no!)
I hold heat so, beef's okay
I went sleep okay, eff weeks all day
No way, had a gar like a beast in a cage
And fool! My black nine's evil as vain
In one way, I make a brudda bleed from the brain (bleed)
His own way, he didn't even speak when I came (why?)
His don came, he didn't even speak on my name

[Verse 2: Ms. Banks]
Ms Banks! Hold on, let a bitch set pace (uh)
You ain't got no platform, better watch this space (whoo!)
Money I chase, cuh I got expensive taste
So before you eat the kitty boy you best say grace (haha)
In it for the long run, ever since I've been
Fucking with Iggy, we've been busy moving like Diddy
And Biggie (word), we about to make history
Be the shit can get sticky, and I don't fuck with any n***a
Little boydem, me picky

[Verse 3: TE]
I said I run my trap, and get P's from it
Tell the plug run that tap, or put the squeeze on him
If them boy dere see my G, and take G's off him
Then they gotta run that back, or put the heat on him
Why? Cuh that's my darg, ain't got fleas on him
Keep the tool long have to boom, I put the keys on him
Knothead, he got dreads, Chief Keef problem
Shot Z's? No, cop Z's, I said the [?]'s watching
[Verse 4: Big Tobz & Young Tribez]
We be run you off the pitch if you're talking 'bout tekkers
(Ronaldo) What? You think you're talk to your bredrin
'Bout your bad, you're only bad because you bought out a weapon
From the east, word to chemo, by law I'ma rep him (one seven)
White and gold Buscemis, I just walked out of heaven
Steped in with Chardonnay but I walked out with Helen (ayy)
'Nough stunting, take the piss I'll rent a Porsche just to rev it
All these fruity rappers rapping, got me bored out my melon (E R)

[Verse 5: Young Tribez]
If I had a pound, for everytime you rappers lied
Young'd be rich
What you know about grind?
Man I started at nine and weren't linked to my shit (nah)
Then I was trapping all night (whoo)
Man I slept with half a brick while you slept with a bitch (damn)
No I couldn't waste time (nah)
How the fuck you think I got this Roley on my wrist?
Damn

[Verse 6: Fatch]
It's that street heat (word), n***as wanna beef me (argh)
Scheming with the burner I will turn ya like a CD (what?)
Life is what you make it, make it major never measly
Keep my eye up on the paper, like paper's moving sneaky (argh!)
Shout out Sneakbo, shout out Fifi
Kyze's my broski, Beezy's my neezy
Stormzy, that's my brother from another, never neeky
I'm a wicked skengman too, go and check my CV
[Verse 7: Cadet]
The underrated legend, mwah!
Bar for bar, ask Joey, I keep a clip and the stuff
My brudda, my TD controls sound me on the stuff
[?], and link up my four arms (you get it?)
LSB, LSB, you know where we at
Shoot better with one eye if I let my Fetty Wap
If she comes my way, have her creep up in the trap
I'm CADET, CADET! Course you fucking know me

[Verse 8: LD]
I show love to the bloods and all the boxes (yeah, all of dat)
Need a trap right in front of my boxes (I got it)
I do booters, make money 'cause I shot bits (all of dat)
I bid you a hella big bag, that's some boxes (hella)
Two keys in the bags and they ain't opening doors (no)
I'm still breaking down boxes and running through whores (all of dat)
Sitting on a few skengs but I think we need more (all of dat)
Tryna have the whole six looking like a gun store

[Verse 9: Blittz]
Look, they wanna know stuff (shh)
But they pree previews 'cause I don't show much
Looking like dough dere, looking like doughnuts (Word)
I scream dough, I ain't lookin' like Homer (Word)
Ha, I'm tryna get my norse 'igh but I ain't for real ('igh)
We bully yout's as a reminder to behave themselves (real talk)
They say it's a man's world (what?)
But n***as do everything as pussies, it's a ladies' world
[Verse 10: Yung Reeks]
Full Timer! Watch me go (I'm gone!)
Throw a mixtape I'm on the road (oh!)
You see I, ever since I came home
All I do is steal the show, rappers tryna keep up
But they ain't even coming close
Still full timing on 'em (skudu)
Twenty four seven, still grinding on 'em (skudududu)
Hold city with me, got 'em riding with me (oh!)
Jumping in the booth, throw my line witth it (oh God!)