[Intro: Narsty & PS]
Oh shit, oh lord
Ugh
Tell Snoopy that I'm riding
Most hated, two
Or it's Kwengface in the car
Know who it is, dududu
It's dip, dip, dip-dip
Back to the ends and just laugh

[Verse 1: Narsty]
Like, get dough, do road, do map, I'm on, see me, don't lack
Bro backed that ting and dem man ran (Wooh), dust man down in my Rebook Classs' (Wooh)
Hold door, tryna leave man crash, pull out, hop out, khalas
Then man just sound like man (Uh-uh), North Pecks, blow smoke with man (Bow)
Like, like rebels (Rebels), the life I live too unsettled (Ayy)
That's why that bouj' full of metal (Ayy), man lock the strip full of pebbles (True)
Zone 2 step, tryna step and ching (Ching, ching), Zone 2 god, I'm the North Pecks prince
Man's been out, man's been in and out, true say that's OT trips (True, true), like
Catch me outside, how 'bout dat? (How 'bout dat?)
Me and bro-bro done lurked, sucked man's work, sucked man's cash (Quick ting)
Bro-bro puttin' in wrist work 'till his wrist hurts, how he do him like that? (Whip, whip, whip, whip)
Man, who's badder than we? (Who) Them man just neeks, can't do it like man (Who's badder than us?)
Oh shit, oh lord, two step, that's waps in the car (Whoo-whoo)
I tell Snoopy that I'm riding, he's sliding, don't ask (My bro)
Or it's Kwengface in the car, man's flying out of them cars (Clap)
It's dip, dip, dip-dip (Dip, dip), back to the ends and just laugh (Ayy)
[Verse 2: PS]
Oh shit, oh shit (Oh shit)
Leave guy's chest all open, leave man's chest all open (No homo)
I got the biggest ting that start hit his chin off his shoulders (Clap-bap)
So n***as best act right, and don't act like you didn't notice (Ayy, pattern)
Cuh if I don't clap dat, clap bap, then I'm soaking (Ching, ching)
Now, n***as just look, it can get shook, they get silenced (Suttin' long)
I been tryna grab the whole gang like I'm Trident (Jump out gang)
And from young, I've been dumb, I've been violent (I've been nuts)
But they-but they cocking on, so I fucking run from them sirens
I was raas'ing a headstrong zoot when ends bopped through with the hand ting (HitSquad)
And I rap real-life cuh gang still ride, still leave man plankin' (Skrr, skrr)
Skid up, don't hiccup, you can't hit up, leave man skanking (Bow)
Just got a phone call, said he's gone him down, yeah that's bro, please thank him (My bro)
I'm on a gang ting, dem man don't put heat on no skin (No way)
Idiot in jail, he don't know him (Ugh), index hell, reload the thing (Bow)
Beat or else you'll see loadsa ching (Ching), or bell, I do loadsa sin
Ball in the TI, see loadsa cling, I ain't the band, you know the ting (Oof)

[Verse 3: Trizzac]
I heard there's opps about, so the whole of the gang's tryna find an exit (Get ready)
And the scoreboard's looking hella ment's, that's why them yout's wanna try and edit (Tryna lie)
You can give me a stick, I'll cop some shells, I'll play around with it 'till I wreck it (Clap-bap)
And how much times have I seen Justin? Like, bro, man, you know I gotta leg it (I'm out)
I'm also Bruce, why the hell d'you have that look in your eyes? (Ha)
Wet his chest, that's normal, wet his head, that's him baptised (That's normal)
Pull out, hop out then run, I don't give a toss, I ain't a surprise (I ain't)
Beefing me is horrible, better wish to see two magpies (Good luck)
I'm with M, I'm with P, I ain't talkin' 'bout Parliament (Nope)
Get mad at the Zone 2's, or HitSquad, if you wanna have an argument (That's gang)
It could be a mash or a zoot, either way, I raas' it (Either way)
And it could be the booth, or your yard, see me, I move like an arsonist (No way)
Girls on my balls like footie (Ugh), low chef, I ain't no rookie (Nope)
Been gang, real life, no bookie (Yeah), smoke a fat head, coming like Suki (Ha)
Ching, ching, get jooky (Ching), rock his chest, let's get hooky (Ching)
Rock his-rock his chest, let's get hooky (Ching, ching)
[Outro: PS, Narsty & Trizzac]
Oh shit, oh shit (Oh shit)
Rock his chest, let's get hooky
Oh shit, oh shit
Dem man run, dust man down in my—
Oh shit, oh shit
So n***as best act right, and don't act like you didn't notice (Ayy, pattern)
Cuh if I don't back dat, clap-bap—
Oh shit, oh shit (Oh shit)
Leave guy's chest all open
Oh shit, oh shit
I got the biggest ting
Oh shit, oh lord (Clap-bap)
So n***as best act right
Oh lord
I got the biggest ting that start hit his chin off his shoulders