[Intro: TeeZandos and Fizzler]
Gotcha
Who's that?
Fizz
Oh, where are you?
Man's at Scratch's bruv, slide through
Ah, I can't right now still, I'm not local
Aye fam, where are you fam? You're always playing games
Na, it's a bit fl-
Scratch mixed it
I-I-

[Verse: TeeZandos and Fizzler]
I'm in the bando with a few cats
And I don't trust 'em, bro bag this weight
And half of the G's in pound like dog
Don't worry the gang's okay (Look-look)
Look, made bare racks at Stevie's place (Aye, Steve)
Bare cats, high off their face
Bro did a madness with his blade
And they wanna sing on him like Amazing Grace (Errw)
The crack fumes just hurt my head
So I sleep in the back three-seats instead
And the coppers, they know what's well
So if I see I'mma make that left
D-D-D5, jump of the ped
In search for Kingsmill bread
Pop them doors and chef
Like Izzy said, one more and he's dead (Dead-up)
And, they youte talk shit
So don't be confused if he's put in a riz
D-D-D'ey're hiding, crying
Because real life see they don't rap what they live (A-A)
AS did him on sight, swing
D5 joined in too, ching
Now I go blood on my Nike Air kicks
So I switched in to my LV tings
If I catch this youte
I bet my Air One Jordan's turn Loub (Red)
I've seen you in the maddest of settings
And these n***a's dunno what to do
All ganging, banging, bag it
Cleaning the handting, Fizz (Fizzler)
They try take snaps all on my strip
I came back with a bang like MIST (We-We)
We done major hometown visits
Ace can tell you about the events
Invest in a pack, but live-o bro, it's the best money spent
Now it's back to the bagging again
I-I-I ain't got time to be social now
So I'm losing a lot of my friends
Hi's and Yo's when I'm round on the ends
Run-Run a man down, it's ments
Tell AS don't lose his breath
Concentrate when I swing my chef
Rest, **** got put to bed
When you hear woosh, push
Cah I ain't no Gaza boy
I'm A team, still playing with toys
He got packed, all the talking's void (Fa-Fa)
Fat boy gave brodie the largest aim (Do him)
L2 R2
When it's time, when itch on the gauge
Now he's locked up inside of a cage
Can't wait 'till we see his face
When I'm in the OT place its Christian Dior
Dior, Dior, Dior, but the drip on me don't come fake (Look)
One hand in the air, Nae Nae
Or it's one hand on my waist, no play
Feds wanna get me down, mayday
But I can't sing on the gang, Ray J
He got his head bag twist like locks by lots
So how can he say that we bluff
Girls wanna fuck and touch
I used to step out with my head back rum
[Chorus]
Fizzwetit, rev it, get it
Zandos in the room? They exit
I got shots like pellets
This pack on me the Jakes can smell it
Send out a message
One eye on the door gotta check it (Aye, check that)
And bro, he ain't inna no talking
Just leave that message
Fizzwetit, rev it, get it
Zandos in the room? They exit
I got shots like pellets
This pack on me the Jakes can smell it
Send out a message
One eye on the door gotta check it (Aye, check that)
And bro, he ain't inna no talking
Just leave that message

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