[Intro]
Brigade
I got paigons, I got waigons
And I swear this beef ain’t a joke
Kayman
M17, smoke
Loose
GottiOnEm
Ayy

[Hook]
I got paigons, I got waigons
I swear this beef ain’t a joke (No joke)
She a Asian, but she Blasian (Mm)
And she knows how to use her throat (Ayy, ayy)
You got TT, what its saying (Excess)
What it’s waiting, I need it in bulk (Smoke)
He gives verbal fresh off the boat
On the 3-0-0 tryna let a man go

[Verse 1]
The whole of my block ain’t on it? (Uh huh?)
Me and my bro done caught that point
But he snitched right straight on the bonnet (Ching)
OT done him up first when my n***a Screwloose
Jumped in and made a man vomit (Ching)
Bro done slapped at his mum
And he ain’t been back, man that shit is shambolic (Boom)
They’re watching their boy get splashed, like (Boom)
Somebody tell me the logic (Ayy)
Said he’s on Loose man he’s smoking chronic
I got a bad one straight from the Nizz
She wan’ hold this pole and lock it (Uh huh)
I got a next pole and she might wan’ drop it (Excess)
I only want top, step back don’t mock it (Smoke)
I’m beefing neeks, get back to the topic
I got a rocket, it’s tucked in my pocket
Land on the wing so you know I might rock it (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Swing them chingers, or plugs outta sockets
I just crossed over canal
I see about thirty n***as disperse (Oh)
I heard my man’s doing R Kellys
It’s '019, don’t you know your worth? (Yuck, yuck)
We’re always in Peckham, it’s empty
Man I swear that shit is a curse (Ayy, ayy)

[Hook]
I got paigons, I got waigons
And I swear this beef ain’t a joke (Mm)
She a Asian, but she Blasian
And she knows how to use her throat
You got TT, what its saying
What it’s waiting, I need it in bulk
He gives verbal fresh off the boat
On the 3-0-0 tryna let a man go (Booboom)

[Verse 2]
Lemme tell you about my paigons
‘Cah I swear down they’re all a joke (Jokers)
I got beef in jail with man with a body
All for a ball of cro (Agh)
I got beef with man that caught a sentence
Cah’ he’s in Westfield stealing phones (Yuck)
And I swear he caught an R charge too (Tramps)
I got beef with a prat that lies o tracks
On Snapchat sending n***s (That’s right)
I can tell you how we bang on the 2’s
Two dot-dot’s blasting two’s (Ayy)
Charge it, just slap out your Canada Goose
And I’m violent, vicious
But the leng one’s frying my sweets
And I’m telling the paigons
Best hide your missus (Yes)
Only run from the cops and pregnant bitches
Don’t do hugs and kisses (Mm)
Get round and complete my mission
The task is simple, I got one vision
On the opp block man step and pivot
I heard my man retired from church
And it weren’t even Moscow members
Random blocks where you let it burst (Don’t do it)
Big man don’t get yourself hurt (Don’t do it)
This 125’s on a lurk
I’m tired of getting a fret (That’s right)
I just clocked me an opp in Cambs
And I jumped at the ped tryna swing at his dread (Haha)
These shells go missing, McCann (Ayy)
And this kick-back too strong for the two’s
So I pray the dot’s don’t slip out my hands
Said the wrong man
But they know I hanged
That’s Brandon Blocks
Where the Moscow Gang
Came outta Jail and the beef's intense
Ready for war, and I got no plan

[Hook]
I got paigons, I got waigons
And I swear this beef ain’t a joke (Mm)
She a Asian, but she Blasian
And she knows how to use her throat
You got TT, what its saying
What it’s waiting, I need it in bulk
He gives verbal fresh off the boat
On the 3-0-0 tryna let a man go (Booboom)

[Outro]
I got paigons, I got waigons
And I swear this beef ain’t a joke
She a Asian, but she Blasian
And she knows how to use her throat