Part 1
[Verse]
Splash man down put blades in lungs
I think the opp boys must give brain
The way they give chat, they good with their tongues
2 man deep on a bruckdown ped
Shit gets ments when my 15's tucked
If not im in the bando whipping
I got an ebony n brown rizz and I got a grey ting in my pyrex pot Feds caught me with the longest one
But still i can't lack so i step with it even when im in yot
Trust me I dont lack if I back my ramz I'm tryna put your bro on a top
Man I smoke too much when I duck down opps
I run out of breath n just can't catch up
Push in my shank and twist that
I just ran man down in my air force pissed, they creased now I'm feelin like DigDat
Anything grub man flip that, anything opp tell my broski wig dat
I got works on scales that's rocks on plates and a young g clinging
Bad bitch wanna fuck with the gang, so I tell her come bend your back and then dig it
What you know about spotting an opp hopping out with my rizzla I'm really tryna bill him
What you know about 1 man up I just ducked down my window and seen man sprinting
One thot just gave that drop selection of opps, tell my bro who you picking
Now were both in the back of the ride and it's straight onsight if we see man slipping
But lemme not mention names
The newplates run into shops and I dun had your bro hopping cars on mains
And tell 'em don't lack on dates 'cause you can get cheffed in front of your bae
And they can't compete with the kid
'cah my ye is different to your ye, I shouldn't of hopped out bait
The feds recognize my face now I'm sitting in court tryna buss this case
And the ride looks way too hot, confirm with bro if he's changed them plates
I might chef an opp in the face and then go dick down a paigons bae
I might chef an opp in the face and then go dick down a paigons -
The jakes wanna bird this kid
Just stepped out of the cells and I had to tell bro back strap that spliff
If the line don't ring in the ends then I'm putting out work on a paigon strip
The opps the feds think I'm shit
We score goals on goals on the pitch
Tear your insides straight out with my 15 inch
Part 2
[Verse]
Why they gotta tell fibs, I still can't belive that I beef these kids
Still stuck on the pavement bit of the paigon strip and the 1-2-5s what I whizz
How many man got hit and they still wanna talk on the kid
Bruck backs got waps fill it with teeth then we pattern the dinger and go on a trip
How much points are we scoring?
The glide got boring now I'm pre rolling my lockblock touring Late night glides when I could've been snoring, instead I'm wide awake tryna see blood pouring
But hold up a sec, I'ma aim for his chest
He try run but his legs got swepped that's wet
Wet again and again
But lemme start with facts
I put work on these council flats, 2trappy I might give them that
Cah shh got got hitting late night cats
And I hate when a man do chat doh
2T done ran with his Rambo still do drills on the back road, skid up skrr grab man then it's back home
Fill the tank on my ped to the top, then go lurk for the opps
That's blades in n out mans top, they trip and then drop, do legs for my squad
I do rap but it's trap non-stop in a local estate or a OT spot
Kick down traps I'm taking mans prof, opp block 2 step with the longest mop
More time I might move like Headie
I let the wap go sou sou
And they say that I'm too loose
So don't leave your friends when we cut tru
More time I might move like Headie
I let the wap go sou sou
And they say that I'm too loose
So don't leave your friends when we cut tru