[Intro: Uncs, KayyKayy, GP]
SS
Serious Splashers
Sinners
Free the mandem
Free Ty, Free TP
Free Kado
Free BX
Free the mandem
You get me
Ching
Gunna

[Verse 1: GP]
Smoke too much M to the dome
I don't even think I can dodge pigs
Two bells in my shotgun
Great luck if you dodge this
Skrr on the opps with smoke
Won't leave 'till the bruckback's pumpin'
How's man leavin' their bro (How?)
When they see JV just done him?
Get a man down with Mills or Sav
If not, then I'm dicin' an onion
Ring, trap in the AMs
Every day I meet cats and punters
Sin Squad step, get it correct
Black blade cut straight through jumpers
Militant step with my militant friend
If that rusty blanche get smothеred
Shh got drenched and his friеnd got drenched
Should've stayed with bae in covers
Can't trust that fox, she's stubborn
Plus I won't dick that bitch without rubbers
I'm trapped in the trap like the princess
That can't leave just to wash those dishes
Bando, greasin' up spinners
Bro next door with his hands on mittens
Sin Squad pull up, Sin Squad pull up
They run like chickens
In a 4x4 we whizzin'
Anyting green I spot I bill it
[Verse 2: Uncs]
Golden one, point figure
Darling, you can come fuck with a sinner
Sin Squad step, black blade, who's realer?
Come on, are you gonna back your n***a?
GP and 6, Batman and Robin
And, Park Lane come like Gotham
Golden one just blushin'
Now she Park Lane boppin'
Caramels' too in love with the Park Lane crew
Shit, Park Lane come like zoo
You don't wanna see me let JV loose
Skid, skrr, shanks go through
Bet they can't do it like me
Make man swing, you're in too deep
I'm with 00, he ain't GD
Or Lil' Reese, he ain't BD
Chocolate caramel lookin' at me
Hood like Harlem, serious fiends
I got all kind of things on me
Tryna duck from the CID
3 for 20, 2 for 15
Keep my trap line on fleek

[Verse 3: KayKay]
Step 'round there, what's good, what's goody?
He don't ride, man, he's thinkin' should he?
He thinks he's bad cah he's in his hood
'Till, I put my blade in his hoodie
Pull up on opps, on nuttin' but badness
Splash man down from his hat and his boogie
Dem man snitch, got gang in the can
And they still do road, I just think "How could he?"
He don't wanna get shot out his woolly
That's face on hoodies
Sin Squad step and do man fully
Park Lane boper, 22 bully
The feds got gang in the can and they know that I'm mad
None of my sinners are rookies
Free Spidez, Kaz, KD
SkidOrSkrr, BX and Boogie
The opps them ain't on me, stop kiddin'
Rammy on me or I step with my kitchen
Six on my block, he'll chief man's wig in
Do man's top, shit den, he's drippin'
I went jail twice but I'm back, still sinnin'
Yeah, I'm back, still sinnin'
My friends dem only got lost to the prison
Your friend got-got, that's graveyard diggin'
We done chingings and backroad sinnings
While they were chillin' and they was singin'
We done drillings and countless winnings
But they were rappin' and they were fishin'
City and Jigga on a 3-0 skiddin'
I'm with x2 on a backroad whizzin'
Drenched this yute, watch man go missin'
I love the thrill of an accomplished mission