[Intro: Skengdo]
BKay on the beat
Hm
410, gang
Hitting civilians, hm, hold tight all my bruddas
No you're not hitting the 4
Jokers (Jokers), fuckboys

[Verse 1: Skengdo]
Shout out the 16 gang
Live dish and the 4 doors bad
But how many man got splashed
I told man already can't fuck with the dads
That day yeah I did lack
Caught me slipping and yeah I had to dash
But all of them fuck boys know if i dip you up then you're not coming back
Look I don't wanna hear no talking
But them boy way too social
And big man run up on who
I will tell my young g go poke him
And if you see Tface or Yam
Then you bess know your gunna come a soaking
Look Ring trap get breading, like i want no part of the joketing
Netflix and chill with bae
Like what the fuck them man liars
Got things in the ride, skid round the K I popped man like some tires
LM goes low, and don't even think bout calling me a liar
Cause I swear I've got proof, and you know Salvez sang like some choir
Opps foundation and they know that 410s higher
Now bro just free me the loud pack big 2 spliff now man a mans higher
If the ting looks deader than me then no way she's gotta be a hatters
3 balls in her tongue, yeah I know she's a slappers
Look i was in the room with the 4s I was the in room with the trappers
You was in your house watching porn tryna put juice in the mattress
Why you wanna talk this smoke? Ain't nobody ever slapped it
I done told man already roll with the raa let the fuckboy have it
Hitting civilians
No, you're not hitting the 4
Banging on school kids, then push your friend on the floor
Like how you gonna do man dirty, why push you friend on the floor?
And now that you're done him dirty
I guess you're not friends anymore
[Verse 2 : AM]
Hmm
Like who's that moving all mad
I'll back out my shank on violence
Gang didn't even know who I am
But I don't say much I'm silent
On the roads man I try stay humble
Same time man a man gets showered
When I back out the ting don't crumble
God knows that I'm beefing cowards
No guts but a mans got powers
Still duck man down I ain't stressing
Mans been on your block for hours
Catch man and he's screaming Streatham
Mans grown and a man's still beefing
Man come to the fields stop cheating
Mans grown and a mans still beefing
Man come to the fields stop tweeting
N***a war is war don't lack
I can turn mans friend to a pack
I can turn mans friend to a score
And I'll rass it down with a fag
4 door same price as a mac
Fuck legs man aims for your hat
Man run I'll aim for you back
No grudge man came with the wap
S9 got nicked with the wap
Get nicked mans taking the wrap
Big stick man making it clap
Big arse she's making it clap
Big arse she's making it clap
No hands I'm breaking her back
Ting jam mans taking it back
Man I don't come with the skeng
And it goes bang bang bang
Heard you put p's on a skeng
And it goes jam jam jam
Them man lipsing a girl
And he ain't bang bang
Caught my man on his ones
And he just ran ran ran
You don't wanna beef my gang
Ever heard the 3 5 bang
Have you seen the p's I have
Bang bang bang
I was gonna left my man
But I don't tek no chat
Now I got feds on man
Damn damn damn
Like boom boom boom
They don't want that vroom vroom vroom
'Nuff time I pull up them skirts
In the club like boom boom boom
Fuck that you are not my darg
Real Gs don't lick pum pum
And I stuff them buds in draws
Till there ain't no room room room