[Verse 1]
Hella dippins
Some of them done by gang
Fedz locked my n***as in prison
Manna just back tha ting
Samurai Ching corr manna man just sinnin
Never got time for a loss
Roll up to ye block
And do dem dippins
And all of dem done by us
Somebody have to get finished
True say yeah I backed my ting
Corr you won't see no swingin
N***a where from tha south
Back it on the mains
& get finished
Really tryna get to tha top
Only got time for winning
Only got time for guwop
I was in the trap whit Dylan
Everyone wanna act bad
Go opp block and bill it
Bill up the corn n drill it
Your dishin out corn on tha opp block
My n***as whippin them digits
I wanna dead my opps
Just like Goku & Crillen
I told tha punter from opp block
Ring me back in 10 minutes
Ring me back on me Iphone
Corr my trap phones dead
And it's ran out of minutes
Then skirt to spot in dem dingers
The cat tried to take all the grub
I was like you betta watch your fingers

[Verse 2]
I was only to speaking my n***a one day
& i still can't beleave hes gone
All of tha talkin is long
Somebody have to get bombed
Still take hits from tha bong
And tha loud is so strong
It will have me sittin there
Talkin slow and monged
Stop alla tha big man act
I know that you put it on
Who are you i dont know these dons
He was fucked up off garry
I was like what are you on
Why did they do my n***a wrong
Its a mad ting thats my n***as song