[Intro]
Gotcha
Who made this? JB made this

[Chorus: RV, Headie One & LD]
It was me that he hopped that fence from
Bro said 'roll safe’ cah life's too short
So the clip in the skengs long
It was me on the back of that one-twos
I don't know where bro got that ped from
It was me and bro on the whizz tryna find where they at
I ain’t talkin' 'bout mentions
I need all of these feds gone
You already know what my friends on
If I buy that wap and send at man
It's me that the corn got sent from
It's me that was settin' up shop
24 hours, gettin' these Z's gone
No sleep in these streets, no back and forths
We ain’t playin’ no ping pong

[Verse 1: LD]
How you start your own war?
Now your friend got-got
Little man don't want no parts
Built like Tin Man, coming like Drake
Either way, you ain’t got no hearts
Grab my cannon and shoot man live like a camera man, just ask
Corn got thrown like darts
I hit my target clean then hit that bath
Still gotta buss shots, what I did in the A
M, he's great, he'll do it with bae
Shots to the chest, let it burn like praise
Or Usher, bare dance when the ting here raise
Hit my prey then pray
Knife work shine not ye, I beg a man pree my chain
I dare a man test my gangster
LD's not about banter, I’m all about smoke like cancer
Whole load of shit on the table, get it all wrapped like Pampers
ST out with the Coke can, make the ting fizz like Fanta
[Verse 2: Headie One]
Got two in this unsawn Trenton
Tryna leave his head back more than dented
Rise up this two litre engine
My young boys ain't got not chill
They don't wanna know nuttin' 'bout Netflix
Got nicked in the bando
And hit the bando when I done my sentence
I guess I ain't learned my lesson
Still two-0 for a three-four or six-five-0 for seven
We lost a next wap, it's cool
Becah' we still got smoke for the twos
I guess the gangdem good like Megan
Trident pissed cah I got NFA for a next attempted
Yo Rev, ain't it just getting repetitive?
Seen a opp boy stare feminine
Got a fresh nine to test
Man take it to the 9, make sure it's genuine
My new ting wanna know how I'm getting it
She ain't know I'm en route with this two and a blues
'Cause the spot like a penalty
All I do is count these notes
My wap tryna make that beat like Remedy

[Verse 3: RV]
I got bad B's sendin' me n***s
Probably cah I'm steppin' in Loubs
Came a long way from being rock bottom
Like the wrestlin' of the move
I wrap white like a Devlin tune
And I step with weaponry too
Last time I got nicked
Had a shank so big, couldn't fit it in the evidence tube
Last time that I backed my flick
Could've dislocated my wrists
On the opp block everybody hates me
Still go there like everyting criss
Them man get wet like tissues
Still, none of them ain't on piss
I got two in the dots and six in the spin
Rudeboy, you can take your pick
Many men want me dead
Just like 50 Cent's song
Run man down in my sliders
Would've been stressed if I ever had creps on
Since I was young like Teflon
I been magic with the stick
I'll slap it in your wig, it's a vanishin' trick
Like, "n***a, where your head gone?"
[Chorus: RV, Headie One & LD]
It was me that he hopped that fence from
Bro said 'roll safe' cah life's too short
So the clip in the skengs long
It was me on the back of that one-twos
I don't know where bro got that ped from
It was me and bro on the whizz tryna find where they at
I ain't talkin' 'bout mentions
I need all of these feds gone
You already know what my friends on
If I buy that wap and send at man
It's me that the corn got sent from
It's me that was settin' up shop
24 hours, gettin' these Z's gone
No sleep in these streets, no back and forths
We ain't playin' no ping pong