[Intro: NitoNB & Workrate]
Senseii
Oi, we're plugged in with Fumez
Gang
You know dem boys in a certain colour don't want us to win
Fuck the askar

[Verse 1: Workrate]
My man raps 'bout two in a day
Like, no one ain't fuckin' did that, big facts
I was sixteen, that's two in a day
When I flick that, ying dat, ying dat
Then I went on and done five in a week
Done numerous drills and I made it back
'Cah all I know is to get on my knees
And I pray to Allah and I gave him thanks (Alhamdulillah)
Bro bro's nine double M just jam
So watch my spin ting just spin then bang (Baow)
It's life we're risking, anytime we bang
Do it for the cause, 'cah I love my batch
Teerose just got slapped in dank
And right now I'm billin' up Shak
Throwin' up 6 'til they throwin' up L-s (Gang, gang, gang)
Teerose and Shak, bill them packs

[Verse 2: NitoNB]
They say we ain't got no chill
'Cah their bro got killed and we still won't lеave it (Bap, bap)
In and out blocks with a bruck-back, beat it
If I spot me an opp, I'mma jump out squeezе it (Grra)
Bro said "Squeeze it, fill it up, clean it"
Give it a bleaching, drilling completed
Sinning repeated, don't do pleadin'
Never did leave it, back it and beat it
They're upset their friend's on tops (Haha)
Because they got plugged in with Fumez
So they took us down by the PC plod (Fuck 'em)
But we still won't stop 'cause it stays un-cocked
Weren't too shocked when a n***a got dropped
And the Pyrex pot, said it done man lots
Who's on what? Red light, don't stop
Cause the mash in the ride stays way too hot
[Verse 3: Workrate]
'018, when the beef was fryin'
Where was you? That was me and my batch (Where was you?)
'019, same shit, still tryin'
How many opps shoulda been in this pack? (Still ridin')
Coulda been the 6 or the NB flats
N***as know that 's same ding-dongs and waps
Ask 'bout me in the hood, I don't cap
I hop out the car, ching chong then dash
I rely on Allah when I jump in the dinger
I good with my Sixer and two of these chingers
'016 the first time I crept up
Triggz got chinged and turned to singers
N***as know well, I'm a 6Gang drilla'
'017 when the waps got lift up
'018, '019 slidin'
'020, Teerose got bill up

[Verse 4: NitoNB]
Roses are red and violets are blue
One's in a blunt, and one's in a zoot
Two in the front and one in the boot
Just give me the drop and I'll bring it to you (We will)
Tell bro "Spin this motor, I see me a opp"
But I think that he spotted this whip (Skrrt)
Let me jump out quick, see him swerve, then dip
To avoid them pigs but it didn't do shit
I show no love, so there's no love lost
I was over the stove 'til the grub did lock
With a big .45 or a 1-2 pop
When I'm in and out blocks I don't see them dons
They say they get busy like Sean
But your boy got dropped and he didn't respawn
That's Jingles got dropped by cops
Now he's lost all mind like a Jason Bourne (Dead boy)
[Verse 5: Workrate]
I ain't got the baitest face
But the baitest name from my workrate (Haha)
How many times bro clocked that face?
And we left no trace when the crime scene taped
Bro clocked them getting lit in the rave
Got on one knee and he aimed his gauge
I ain't tryna sound nuttin' like these drill boys
But chestshot, headshot
Two in a day

[Verse 6: NitoNB]
I was throwing L's down from way back (Way back)
One more, same day as the payback (Payback)
Old new plates are they sure that's that
If they haven't got heart, just cap, don't say that (Don't do it)
If they did slide 'round, don't play that (Nah)
We gon' fill-up the ride and go straight back
And now I'm running down kids for the talk online
And we done dig that when he ate that (Fuck the Jakes)

[Outro]
Fumez The Engineer