[Intro]
Bu-boosh
Hey, hey
Bu-boosh

[Verse 1: Baseman]
Tell her drop low, get lit
Shawty gon' hold this stick
If the feds pull up
Better not tell them shit
Yeah, you better not tell them shit
That trap was baking
Still had to go take that trip
On the A406
Big wap, can't leave no prints
You will never take that risk

[Verse 2: CB]
Northside of that borough
Anywhere it goes, I'll tape that road
Then head home to my mother
Find me in that Gaza gutter
If it ain't a spinner then I got my cutter
Last year, I won a Golden Boot
And this year, I'm tryna get me another
[Verse 3: Baseman]
Yo CB, why's man tryna make me mad? Ay
Bro pulled up, showed his what's in the JD bag
Man, I had a dusty ting from Gate
I just tell her hold this wap
Jakes took most of the gang
All now they want take me back

[Verse 4: CB & Baseman]
If you lack 'round me you're pissed
Cah when I come, I ain't playin' no games
And it's peak if I squeeze this ting
Man I told man already, don't come to the Gates
And you know that you better run fast
I'll get him from far, got a wicked man aim
And when my man dropped
We laughed in the block and built that paper plane

[Verse 5: CB]
I swear I took so many trips
Last year, I scored so many goals
And I ain't gotta rap, yeah, them opp boys know
Call me grip reaper, collecting souls
Can't sleep on the violation
Nah, I weren't raised like that
And I ain't into the verbal
It's straight corn I ain't taking chat
If you slip when we slidin'
Then there's a big chance that you won't make it back
Don't sit 'round there, we coming
Jump out the ride and take off hats
[Verse 6: Baseman]
Three n***as all dressed in black
Just know, I'ma play my part
And if I hit this stain, I'ma go give mumsy half
Gyal link me in my car
She give top then she get lock jaw

[Verse 7: CB]
She only wanna 'uck me off
And I ain't even gotta take off my mask
I'm a different breed
I pepper these neeks
Lord knows I live what I speak
I ain't squashing no beef 'til they're all six feet
That's the day that I'll live my dreams

[Verse 8: Baseman]
Push weight on scales
I had weight on my chest like benches
Talk on the big dawg
That's you and the casket pending
Had smoke in the ride
Still out here tryna dodge that sentence
Like, brand new wap
Man, I fill it with teeth like I'm seeing my dentist
[Verse 9: CB]
G, I got nuttin' to prove
But I'll risk it all and get 'round there
Like I ain't got nuttin' to lose
Last year, it was grip and shoot
The year before, it was sticks and moves
Tryna dodge that sentence
Reckless, reckless
The way that I spilt that juice
I'll smoke on your team for fun
And smoke man's mum if I'm in the mood

[Verse 10: Baseman]
Heard he got packed, then I built it
Shawty want me, she tripping
Talking on Base, that's some bitches
Heard he got packs, then I miffed him
Movin' like gyal, I can't tell the difference
I just want cash, mind my business
Snitchin' on gang, hit that witness
Straight Gaza business, lard

[Verse 11: CB]
(Bu-boosh)
Let me make one thing clear
There's not one man on this earth I fear
Anyone can go I really dont care
So step on my toes, I'ma step over there
Still in the field, it's crackin'
Come a long way from blue bandanas
Used to be kitchen knives
Now it's just Rambo blades and hammers
Tryna put n***as in coffins
And I ain't stoppin' 'til they're all dead
Last time I checked, my blade was red
From when I put it in and out man's chest
Swear I'm a different breed
Your nightmares are my biggest dreams
If we get man down, you will not sleep
When we got man down, we billed that tweed
Bill him up, get high
No, the scoreboard does not lie
How they talk 'bout gang
That week of madness had a man thinkin' "why?"
Had a man thinkin' "shit then"
"I don't know if I wanna beef these guys"
Call me the youngest in charge
I'll get man down for the littlest tark

[Outro]
Bu-boosh
Yeah, haha
Free the guys though