[Intro]
Yoshi
Mason
Granted
Ain't takin' no chances
Who's winnin', I'm askin'

[Part 1]
Granted
Ain't takin' no chances
Ain't lettin' him go, I'm billin' this bastard
Who's winnin'? I'm askin'
This big black cunt wants extra
Make sure I get it on target
Pop smoke on war on anything, ask him
Puff, puff pass him
Stop, drop, roll but this ain't arson
I'm not regular
Everyone else just rap cap but I slap that
Come there and shell it up
Them man there just Colchester FC and I'm in Premier
And their cold chest cah my gunners took dargs, see that on a cellular
Everyone please watch out, they're sexual predators
Did it before and I'll do it again
Again, again and again
This J trynna hold my Burner Boy cuz I roll with Hus and them
Said they're on me cuz I got their friends
Heard they went jail for an innocent
My man feels like Lenny of Mice and Men
Bally on bro-bro, bally on me
Did it before, I'll do a repeat
On my life, they don't want it with me
Had to put that brudda on E
Last guy that I got on my ying
Just got by, by the skin of his teeth
No it was not custom juice
Word to my bro-bro, S13
We are the virus
Don't talk to the sirens
Don't talk, just bine him
How dare you lyin'?
Shoot first on any occasion
But I weren't taught this violent
I was born on violence
And it's all on timin'
Want me, tell me you'll see me, and I ain't talkin', I'm in
Now I'm in ridin' mode
Why you think your old boys hidin', tho?
I am not just rhymin', bro
I'm short in the streets, I'm a giant soul
Index on a fi-figh-fo
And it's Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Like one of them got to go
Like one of them got to
[Part 2]
First things first
Let's put one of them on a shirt
Not Ballamorie, we don't tell stories
Just put this thingy on burst
Done it for brothers, I swear on my mother's
If I ever said "Put it in reverse"
I don't rally talk so Ima let my demons walk
Trynna put one of them in the dirt
Nah, nah, nah, let's go way back
Gang put one of them in a pack
G's up for a reason
I don't wanna talk on the own goals, oh my
How about that?
Now I'm gettin' too violent
Don't wanna twister with Trident
Or snakes and ladders
Like I don't know all the slides that I'm in
Went there, done him up, yuck yuck
Don't be too hurt, that's tough love
Cah the golden goose just duck, duck
Don't do, "What's up, bruh?"
And I hate all my opps, but same time, I love them too
I'm on you, I'm on your bruce
And they always accept they lose
Still pop up at your party
Come through in a polo, G
With a pole on me
I won't pop smoke dance
And I pop smoke cuz I got smoke
Do you want smoke? All know, I don't ask
One ting asked me "Why you needin' petrol?"
How you think I burn this mask?
Already got back for the get back
Cah I got back
Cah my laugh's always last
Like, how you think they know about me?
I don't even know if I did that but I probably did do it, indeed
Crew so solid, don't need 21 seconds
Watch me drill it in speed
Might get Stormzy, Skengman aim
Bro had one, still hit him with ease
We run this borough
Matter fact, we run this city
Want smoke, come gimme
Even the opps won't be so silly
Put him in a headlock
Cah my desktop on P like Diddy
They don't want smoke really
Just rap on beats and come hit civis'
I been greenlighting
And I don't care if that's your cousin
Cuz when I see him I'll bine him
Nah I'm not lyin'
That's why all of my opps are frightened
Go and ask Trident
When I'm on road it's minus
N***as ain't got back in blood cuz I'm outside, still not hidin'
Me and TT, SF's finest