[Intro: AbzSav]
Yo, Plugged In with Fumez
Huh? You already know who it is
Hilzz made this
AbzSavage, in the building
From the 5
A-a-ay MZY, turn me up
You know the vibe
RCG
Rrrr
N***as know, n***as know
Su-

[Verse: AbzSav]
5 man got slapped, 4 man got packed
3 guys were opps, another one lacked
2 guys got smoked, 1 punk got shanked
What tired yutes? They love talk smack
All these facts 'bout killing me, you're kidding me
AbzSav does it differently
Don't even want to draw no one out
But not one man got my Rambo ability (Boom that)
Riding became my job like a 9 to 5
Free labour but the price was high
Funeral fees, hella man in the sky
Hundred man link up, still no one to ride
My opps so slow to react when I pop my door
Cuz I show speed (Grrr)
They're needing new victims, blood on my Rambo teeth
Still wanna go test this Lu' and teeth (Wet that)
Slide in the P, stick on me (Uh, uh)
Let it beat, yaga yeet! (Huh?)
Done it in the 1, done it in the 2
Done it in the 3, clean up the streets
Like a dinner lady, served him with a trey
High street, done it baitface, so bait (Bun that)
Got nicked, no comment, I'll buss that case
Still stepped on the glide next day (Go link me)
Where you from? Don't make no commotion
Be open, try run, I'll poke him (Grrr)
You can go ask anyone in my hood
They'll tell you, "AbzSav boots are golden"
Know this, '018, poster boy, like, Foden
Bro got him first, it was me, I'll smoke him
Get more than one, it's a bonus
They love hide, we attack, they notice
Got a trim in the barber shop
Got a fresh cut on his face with a taper
Rub my nank in buj, try make them cats
When my guys swing their shavers (Meow)
Sending my opps to space
I'll get down anything that's up close to my radar (Grrr)
The ride went crisp when he got bored
But he rose back up like the Undertaker (How?)
I am a booter, I am a shaver
Barber, in jail, step with a razor (Wet that)
Opp pack got that crazy flavor
Hate ya', I wish your mum never made ya'
All this talk 'bout 3 years later
3 years now, not one man shaved up (Huh?)
We stepped in Syon Lounge
2 waps up in a Bentley Bentayga (Baow, baow)
RCG, we roll with guns
Gimme the drop, I'm movin' dumb
If I drill for my ting, you better run
If I buck a opp gyal, get one in your bun (Bun that)
Me and R1, tryna rise and tan
Don't know about them, but I know about man
Like tuna and beans, I was stuck in the can
Try come to my block, get left where you stand (Heheh)
Camped outside that bad b's yard
Cuz my opps always die for coochie (Cats)
I'll give a ding-dong to my AGBs
For the cause, I can't move boujiee (My [?])
Age is just a number
Won't think twice to chop me a juvie
I got me an opp that gives me so much talk
And he lives at uni (Pussy)
My killer done killed your killer (Pussy)
Your killer got L-plate
My one is a professional driller
Spin that dinger, back that chinger (Huh?)
Head, neck, tear that liver
MVM on a verbal ting
I'll never rap again if you slap one spinner (Hahah)
Shak flew in the air, got hit with the bimmer
[Outro: R1, AbzSav]
Talk is cheap, bine speaks louder
Grrt
Fumez the Engineer
Huh?
We run West
Fuck that, we run the whole of London