[Verse 1: Baby R]
I roll with my bros cah' they got me
But you know my Lord, of course on my ones I'm comfy
Dishing out food on ends or up in country
Bare skrr' skrr' from the jakes cos the feds tryna' lock me
I get busy, I mash work I get lizzy
I got a peng ting, when she backs it up
That's real views like I'm Drizzy
Nothing but drillers and trappers
I do movies, no actors
Cah' you see the guys them fucking up the scene
Don't ever think, man are just rappers
Man ain't nuttin' like them boi
On a next level like Wiley
I move Bobby and Kylie
Money's what I'm into highly
I'm in it for the cause
Pack come fat like Kilo
Ting was long like...

[Verse 2: T Mula]
In the back with the dots, Militant Quack
Make sure everybody duck
Like manna' get the food
Manna' get the grub
Make sure everyting plugged
Like guns in the back
Guns with the smoke
Left donny blind and cut
Like n***as chat shit
N***as get whacked
Suttin' like blind man's bluff
And the 8 be rolling round the metals
Suttin' like Ratchet & Clank
Head, shoulders, knees and toes
Get wet, no Migraine Skank
Samurai (samurai) sword in the party
Got me like Samurai Jack
I'm going to the other side covered
Suttin' like a Muslim akh
Fuck a stick and move
I make sure I stick and burst
Look roll around there with the Smith and
Suttin' like Mr Burns
Like true say, the 8 ride out
True say the 8 done it first
Like tryna' jook him up 8 times
It means that bro took a turn
Like man try ride in my block
Man better show some respect
I don't care if that breh's your cousin
Manna' getting saved like Cech
Like bro bro drop me a brick
Manna' break down into pebs
Samurai (samurai) sword in the party
Wanna do a one two step?
[Verse 3: Gunna Grimes]
I heard everyone's on crud
Told man roll up with gang
Turn man soft like bud
Bare man say they push weed
Bare man say they push grub
I can only vouch for the 8
Nuttin' but drillers and plugs
Suttin' like (suttin' like) music and work
I still, I still finesse in the trap
Just in case music don't work
My brothers still mash up the herbs
But me, I invest in a pack then I go mash up the curbs
But we still do things it's bait
4 months sitting on bail
Thank God that I bust that case
Still trap hard, push weight
OT Trips with dinner, plain white rice & steak
Old school like Cops and Robbers
But I never played no cops
Then I draw for the one, that's power
That ain't no basic shot
These n***as just act and sing
Coming like Jamie Foxx
These n***as just act and sing
Coming like Jamie Foxx
[Verse 4: ZN]
Still the same youth from the throwbacks
Like girl want D she can hold that
She did it for the whole of the gang
Ah wait but Baby showed that
Put my own life in my own hands
Get rich I'm tryna' show man
Love for all of my brothers
That's every single one of the toes fam
All the dress code looking awesome
Two man with two fours it's a foursome (fucking foursome)
Gang's up in the BBC, we important (gang)
Creeping on the opp block, we just haunting
With 23 on my Jordan's
Man's violent and loose
Like run from it, run from it
Or we bun man down like zoots
Might bun man calm then switch
The girl come dead and rude
Like act your face, put you in your place
Please mind who you're talking to
Fix your face darling
Don't screw like do up the Harlem flow
Get the pack rid then go
Feds go ham, took my bro
Man I can't wait till he's home
Don't screw like do up the Harlem flow
Get the pack rid then go
Feds go ham, took my bro
Man I can't wait till he's home