[Intro: Giggs]
SIMPLE

[Verse 1: Stigs]
Send your body to the sky
Leave him departing
If your n***a wants to violate, get an arse whip (stab him)
Leave him in a casket (dead)
Left speeding like an R6
Your chicks on my dick
You know I will rass it
And you know her pussy sweats more than your armpits
If you're getting more food than the markets
Tiny Nuttie sucks that get your ass sticked
Came on your road, and I bottled you
And you wanna make lies, is that logical?
CS stabs generals so your n***as...
Better bounce like a tennis ball
Get it in your mouth like a dental (dental, dental)
Or fill him with lead like a pencil (pencil)
It's peak when the strap burns you
No gun, fly through with a knife like a ninja turtle
Holding nanks are a little verbal
Roll with a bottle daily cuz I wanna hurt you (wanna hurt you)
I know you wanna fist fight (fist fight, fight, fight)
But when I run pull out the ting
Take out your insides
Talking on beats like I'm Big Ryde
It ain't like a bird but you can fly
Watch the sweets fly

[Chorus: Stigs + Shocks]
I'm telling these guys (guys)
Greazy younger put a knife in your chest
Leave your soul in the sky (ghost)
Now this little scally turned fed
Imma boot him in his face til my addi's turn red (addi's turn red)
Next ends got the bally's on head (yeah)
Little faggot turn dead

[Verse 2: Shocks]
My n***as say that I act bad (bad), that I act mad (mad)
Like I lost a couple brain cells like a granddad
Tryna get the Range Rove and the rucksack
Full of drugs chick Barbie'd off like a brat ad (yeah)
Take a little think (think, think, think), have you thought it yet?
You're fucking with some n***as that'll laugh at the thought of death (death, death, death)
Strally kick you in your face feeling like a horses leg (a horses leg)
And you'll have your head spinning like a launderette (bang, bang, bang)
Wig crack nothing long run with the stick (run, run, run)
Heads crack like a poppadom jump in the whip (jump, jump, jump)
Got a new word for you dumb little pricks listen it
You n***as are on a stuntical tip (ya liar!)
Run little prick
Bandana on the stick, that'll puncture your wig (puncture, puncture, puncture)
Don't get your lungs in a twist
Mind where your walk (why's that?)
Cah you'll get slumped in the bricks

[Chorus: Stigs + Shocks]
I'm telling these guys (guys)
Greezy younger put a knife in your chest, leave your soul in the sky (ghost, ghost, ghost)
Now this little scally turned fed
Imma boot him in his face til my addi's turn red (addi's turn red)
Next ends got the bally's on head (yeah)
Little faggot turn dead
I'm telling these guys (guys)
Greezy younger put a knife in your chest, leave your soul in the sky (ghost, ghost, ghost)
Now this little scally turned fed
Imma boot him in his face til my addi's turn red (addi's turn red)
Next ends got the bally's on head (yeah)
Little faggot turn dead