[Intro - Frenzo]
Harami
Baker
AC on production
You dun know

[Verse 1 - Frenzo]
Dressed in designers, Italian fibres
When we was in the can, we were fucking up lifers
Catch a stray shot when you fuck with my riders
I ain't R Kelly but my bullets touch minors
Flight pass akhi, I’m a die hard Paki
When I ride out, it's a Primark trackie
Running on the pavement, coming for the payments
When I was sixteen I was under observation
Running on a paigon, coming for the papers
I leave your baby mom lying flat out on a pavement
Driving up to 'Dam, or we’re flying out to Rotters
If it's not Hatton Garden then we're buying out in Trotters
My brudda's in the can, he was tying up the shotters
When I was on the run I was hiding from the choppers
With my YG and we're riding near the droppers
Six litre V12, they ain't gonna stop us
If we get caught then we're beating up the coppers
Not Burger King but we're heating up the Whoppers
[Hook - Frenzo]
It’s the Dubba Squad, we get the dubba gone
Tell me akh, where’d you get your dubba from?
The panga's long fam, your banda’s gone
Because we've got big straps and the danda's long [x2]

[Verse 2 - Shaker The Baker]
I'm far from a joke on the curb that I’m stepping
There ain't no second chances of learning a lesson
If I get caught with a bird and my weapon
I'll get the same sentence the murderer's getting
I kept my head high through the worst adolescence
Fucked now because half the world's in depression
Locked in the booth but my girl's got me stressing
Don't ring down my line, you're disturbing my session
Trying to change, everyday it's the same agenda
Bricks on top of bricks like I'm playing Jenga
They ain't nothing to be proud, I'm a 'caine vendor
I like it a little soft, yeah my flake tender
In the shop all the things that I buy are
Cling film, condoms, cognac and bicarb
Smoking in my yard
And I'm para' cah the feds on me like GTA, five stars
We're the hardest Pakis that you've ever seen
Been selling crack since I was seventeen
My bitch badder than you'll ever be
[Hook - Frenzo]
It's the Dubba Squad, we get the dubba gone
Tell me akh, where'd you get your dubba from?
The panga's long fam, your banda's gone
Because we've got big straps and the danda's long [x2]