B Side (785)
The Hardest Mixup 1.0
[Verse 1: R6]
One man army (One-up), my tools are violent (Splash, ching)
Catch you in the back road sliding
60 or HS, fried him (Bow, bow)
Opps giving all this verbal, 'nuff of your bros been knifed-in (Ching, ching)
6, 4, 5th, no ticks—you can't tell me 'bout grinding
Let's lurk, let's lurk, let's lurk (Two L's)
Got beef and I'm frying 'em
I was in the trap with Stacey Slater, and a bit of V (Billing)
Splash a couple of opps that's me, ST
Hit you up then skeet (Skeet, skeet)
Caught my man and he ran
Splash man down then leave

[Verse 2: MizOrMac]
It's Samurai Jack, Mizzy, Mizzy or Mac
HS on deck, no meds, Y.S bake off with yak (Y.S)
Friends in the can but I still step with HS that's men in black
Who's on who? On M? Sn, no remorse for your batch (Let's go)
Add a K and two more K's see KuKu yutes in black (Woo-oo)
Badman scream gang (Skeet, skeet)
Gang 'til it's real when your bredrin' ran
Spartan gang, violate gang then you must be mad
Why do you think we call Nagz Max? (Mad)
Bore up your bredrins hat (Max)

[Verse 3: Kwengface]
Opps dem know that I'm active
Bro had beef so I went there and backed it
Bro-bro gave me the dots, so I went next day
Next day and I crashed it
Yo, reverse that drive by ting
Bro said shoot so I leaned and I slapped it
Bro slashed him, that's outstanding
Pecknarm still at the top of the rankings
Yo, do road; do street; do map
I'm in OT tryna fly this pack
Twenty-eight grams in each, man chopped that down like you do the maths
600 rocks in O, I can't come back 'til it's nuttin' but cash
Two hands when I slap this mash
Man'a use one hand when I step and splash
[Verse 4: PS]
P, just chilling (Here)
Thinking like, how can they doubt this?
Step with the kitch', when I step on the strip got the tool in my pouch in my trousers (Grip that)
How much times have we ride?
Knifing's we did
I don't even know, man, it's countless (I don't know)
And if plans don't work, man get jerked, it's back to the running in houses (Look-look)
I ain't on mix up, its HitSquad, me and Denz got like four each (Ching)
6ix and RK got him in front of his mum and his sister that's naughty
And this bitch on me like my kitch' on me, might just chill of with shawty (Uh)
Wait, fuck that shit, man, it's dorky, like gyal get willy and horny (Nah, fuck that)

[Verse 5: Digga D]
Bro put a box in draws, 35s and scores, phone man if you want that
Don't talk like you're bad, you ain't on that, combat, juice gon' spill like Cognac
Whip that shit, don’t stop 'til I lock that, heard there's a mash on sale, man cop that
Verbal abuse is long, akh, stop that, back out the mash and drop that, shot that
If you want Buju, man got that, ban and TT smash it and dot that, chop that
Countryside; where the gwops at, jump in pics, you ain't bro, man, crop that
No whip, then pedal bike risk it, he flipped it, back out my shank and dip it, ballistic
Push in my shank and twist it, pebs in cling; that’s Oreo biscuits

[Verse 6: Nito NB]
125 or a dingered out whip
Twist that shank when the blade goes in
Big dog, like Beethoven
Opp boy chest get laid open
No joke it's ments, only a few g's hold it up
For that mug, drivers waiting patient, steady holdin' that clutch
Steady holdin' that clutch
Froze twinnin' no double dutch
Don't fidget stick a yute up, my batch loose-screws and nuts
We're serious men and we all have things on us
No time for a gem or a paigon friend, lord knows he can still get touched
[Verse 7: 30]
'Member the last time we try skid up?
Man got whiplash in that dinger
Oh, so bunny like my name's Tigger
I'm too thug to squeeze on that trigger
Beanie man, in the zim-zimma
Free Bo, Fiddy and Killa
Barbie cute, oh, she a winner
I don't have time, swing to my n***a
Two in the dots, six in dat spin
Me, I'm Buck, I'm Yang and he's Ying
Make it rain, snap off that pin
If it weren't me, it must've been him
Buss' my case, I got a touch
Fuck Trident, they want me in cuffs
BSideK? they must've gone nuts
Push my shank through his guts

[Verse 8: AM]
I ain't gotta say too much
Man chat shit, get touched
Came 'round there, came in a four-door truck
When they see man, they cut
They ain't on piss, n***as ain't got no guts
N***as shoulda went upsuh
Now they affi run, now they affi run from us
Now they affi run from us
When are they gonna learn
When I bring shots, they burn
When I bring shots, they burn (Nah)
Send a man home, you don't wanna see no worms (Nah)
You don't wanna see no worms (Nuh-uh)
Man best smile when you walk in the mains
Spill man's juice all over the place
More time I heard that you were lipsing a whore
I'll put juice all over her face, ugh