[Intro]
Cairo
LJS on the beat
YJay the plug, YJay the plu-

[Verse 1: Mitch]
Gimme the drop on the 6ers
Guarantee I'll put one in the .9
Bally on my face like Rey Mysterio
Try run from the corn, you'll still get bine
Blickz tripped up, so I bored his spine
Had my man within an inch of his life
Bare man run from this Rambo knife
Bare man run from this Rambo knife

[Verse 2: Tiny]
TinyB, I ain't got no chill
SMB, I still splash on sight
He thought I was gonna let him slide
Till I backed my shank and swang my knife
They think I got beef with the 9
Catch DS and I'm squeezing mine
All I want is a basic bitch
But most of these gangs chat shit online

[Verse 3: Mitch]
Angle my arm with my Anglo Arm
They run when they see what I'm grippin'
Lil S wanna do him a drillin'
Pattern the pеd, he'll be therе in a minute
Big rambos or a fuck-off dotty
Aim this one and I'm doing it properly
Fuck it, aim this one and I'm doing it properly
[Verse 4: Tiny]
And them man lie in the booth
On my life, its shoot if you speak
More time, got the dotts in the booth
Put trust in me when I rise this heat
Me and bro just done us a drill
Decamp peds so we both on my feet
If we get nicked, I don't know you
And bro-bro don't know me

[Verse 5: Mitch]
Demon time from when we stepped in
Bro wanna go on glides
Let's hit up the 6, 16 or 11
More time, I don't fuck with the 9
But gimme the star, he gon' need him a blessin'
I ain't tryna do no cotchin'
She back this wood, get straight to the sloppin'
It makes why the C[?]'s outside
And most of their friends are coffin boppin'
Just brought shh-shh to the block
She wanna know why her dead friends droppin'
It's for the cause, can't say too much
But I know that my bae don't like it a lot
It's for the cause, can't say too much
But I know that my bae don't like it a lot
Know that my bae don't like it a lot
[Verse 6: Tiny]
Got beef with the majority of east
They know I'm a walking hazard
And they know that we do it broadday
Go ask Ramz, did it bait in Stratford
And the opps think they're safe in the whip
I pull up with M, see five man scatter
Fell in love with wetting my blade
So I feed these kids like Marcus Rashford
Still splash outside of my borough
When you slide, you best take cover
Get hit, you won't recover
Fam, your parties get slapped with your mother
What happened to the Chuckle Brothers?
Heard they ain't grinnin' a lot
Heard Dwayne ain't grinnin' a lot
Bucked him in Gate and he skated off

[Verse 7: Mitch]
Trapo, I'm trapped in the trap
3 for 20 and 2 for 15
Don't hit this line if you only got niff
That day when I chopped out his back
I seen bare blood stains all on my drip
Maz is dead and so is Mizz
Bill up this blunt, but it's Grin in my spliff
Bill up this blunt, but it's Grin in my spliff
SMB, I still splash man bait
They think it's time I put this mask on my face
Mum wants me to repent for my sins
Astaghfirullah, it's the life that I live
Mum wants me to repent for my sins
Astaghfirullah, it's the life that I live
(Astaghfirullah, it's the life that I live)
[Verse 8: Tiny]
MitchTrap, my bro, my slime
Can't [?] if you're red, no white
Tryna call my phone 'bout love
Call me back, I ain't got no time
Don't believe in eye for an eye
If you touch our fam, chingin' up spines
And if you're not worth a pack
I'll swing up high, tryna take out eyes

[Outro: Tiny]
YJay the plug, YJay the plu-
(And if you're not worth a pack
I'll swing up high, tryna take out eyes
Cah I'll swing it up high, tryna take out eyes)