[Intro]
Went home with my kitchen sauced
Sixteen and I chinged up four
Tell the ref' "Best check that score"
ZK didn't wanna hold that corn
Ayy Mobz, that sounds wavey
Huncho ran that day and I swear on my life I had his sword
Powis Square, man I take that tour
MoraBeats
They know I grip my hammer like Thor
Free 2Things, free Hamilton, free Jeezy, free Stabber, free Fs, FDot, free the gang
Went home with my kitchen sauced
Sixteen and I chinged up four
Tell the ref' "Best check that score"
ZK didn't wanna hold that corn
Traphouse Mob
Huncho ran that day and I swear on my life I had his sword
Powis Square, man I take that tour
They know I grip my hammer like Thor

[Verse 1]
La-Latex on when I beat that rusty one, that's firm and grip
T-TY got shaved in a barber shop, I swear he wanted a trim
Step outside with a horridous grin
Come to the ends and smash mans whip
Lock off wrists, got hands on hips
Blud, don't get caught in the mix
She gave man uck and ZK kissed it
I done dicked down JSav's gyal and I told her bend her back and then dig it
Man know I'm way too wid it, bells in that mash and watch that jingle
Step in a rave and fling man's arm, tryna leave shanks in singles
I dont get him, get him, I wet him wet him
Just watch how my arm extends
Blud, the life I live is intense
Up in the shop, no one chopped Remz
Ducked down Digga, I ducked down Renz
N1 shouldve brought P's in a skeng but bro spent P's on some shoes instead
Hunch' got whacked off his ped and brucked his leg, he shouldve been left for dead
[Chorus]
Went home with my kitchen sauced
Sixteen and I chinged up four
Tell the ref' "Best check that score"
ZK didn't wanna hold that corn
Huncho ran that day and I swear on my life I had his sword
Powis Square, man take that tour
They know I grip my hammer like Thor

[Verse 2]
Like that lil n***a ain't rekky
Theres murder on my mind like Melly
Dont do running legs in Balencies
CJ got in his eye like Fetty
Some man changed like weather
How you think Loose1 got wet up?
Shank man down 'til the Rambo bent
Fuck that, blood gon' spill like ketchup
I do road in my mothers kitchen, left Acton with my blade all dripping
Up in a rave, I left man swimming
Left that Southall prick in stitches
Stuff lead in dirty barrels
Kick back from the dots gets handled
Back my blade, like what's that angle?
Fuck that, blood gon' spill like Snapple
We pressured half of their peers
The blade don't cry, it tears (You see me?)
Back out my fuck off shanks on anyone's kidney
Big man screaming "'Low it"
Knife tucked in my trousers
When I use my hand, I ain't bashing
Man don't roll with my shank for fashion
[Chorus]
Went home with my kitchen sauced
Sixteen and I chinged up four
Tell the ref' "Best check that score"
ZK didn't wanna hold that corn
Huncho ran that day and I swear on my life I had his sword
Cowards squirm when I take that tour
They know I grip my hammer like Thor
Went home with my kitchen sauced
Sixteen and I chinged up four
Tell the ref' "Best check that score"
ZK didn't wanna hold that corn
Huncho ran that day and I swear on my life I had his sword
Powis Square, man take that tour
They know I grip my hammer like Thor

[Outro]
Ayy Mobz, that sounds wavey
Traphouse Mob