[Intro: Loski]
Come like Stevie Wonder
Sound like thunder
Now look at the state of his jumper
Blade on hip like hunter

[Chorus: Loski]
See us in the field and they all act blind, come like Stevie Wonder
Shotty too long man chop it, chop it, sound like thunder
Aim at your chest not under, now look at the state of his jumper
Opp block tour go check that score…

[Verse 1: Loski]
Opp block tour (ayy wet him up, wet him up)
Want blood ‘pon them, want blood ‘pon them
We step for the kill of course
Get nicked for the drill don’t talk (don’t talk, don’t talk, don’t talk)
But I ain’t been nicked for one
I feel sorry for the paigon’s mothers
How many times have we bored their sons? (how many?)
We came through and them boy dere run (dash)
Why love chat when you know we’ll come? (chatting)
I love bore tongue on a gorgeous one
Loski Loose love splash for fun (drip, drip, drip, drip)
15 inch get vicious, I don’t know nuttin’ ‘bout slippin’, fishin’
Bet I see bare man trippin’ (muhh)
Still Kenny Bop and tell Mad Max done him (done him)
They chat, I came round bussin’ (bussin')
Handtings or Teddy start brucking
Cocky as fuck all my opps are nuttin’ (none of dem, none of dem)
Talk on my name don’t do it (don't do it)
Try do 12 I was pissed that day, cah I only made 7 go through him
Back out your mash but your ting was fake, or you never had corn that day (mhm)
Back out your splash, why would you dash?
I’ll ching out your back
Can I know you ain’t brave (why you run? why you run?)
Sparta man crash with a K, SA or SD love shave
Only time that we dash from jakes
Shotty too long like Bellz, It’s bait
[Chorus: Loski] x2
See us in the field and they all act blind, come like Stevie Wonder (coward)
Shotty too long man chop it, chop it (muhh), sound like thunder
Aim at your chest not under, now look at the state of his jumper (yuck)
Opp block tour go check that score, keep blade on hip like hunter

[Verse 2: Incognito]
Beat that case, dodge 25
You know dat my ting different (ayy, ayy)
Cats they kitting, trap make figures, dem man ran like bitches (mash bread)
We step we get a boy chopped
JB expose the sword that he tucks
Incog move too Crasis, been on 10 toes with that mop (crasis, crasis)
Crasis I been too choosy
Old one she brown, she bouije (bad)
Up front on pitch like Rooney
Opp dem chat but still can’t do me (naa)
I got mates that move too bookey
2 shotgun that’s unruly
Who’s that? What’s that? Rambo saucy
German push start doing no stalling (skr, skr)
Step for the kill of course (course)
Dem boy can’t war SK or Crasis, Incog stay on jawns (no way)
Brown she bad don’t talk
GB step leave the whole place bored
Me, JB, opp block do tour
We splashed man down main road
That day should’ve dashed when I try do 4 (shh, shh, shh, shh)
Bad and bouijee, she no practice
She like man with style that are flashy
Trapfit, jumping line doing backflips
I ain’t ‘bout all this gang ting
Me, JB we lurk, we get splashy
Back then put them tools in that cabby
Beat this case but I ain’t on bragging
Beat that case but I ain’t on bragging (ayy, ayy)
[Chorus: Loski] x2
See us in the field and they all act blind, come like Stevie Wonder (coward)
Shotty too long man chop it, chop it (muhh), sound like thunder
Aim at your chest not under, now look at the state of his jumper (yuck)
Opp block tour go check that score, keep blade on hip like hunter