[Lyric] Asbo (Wiked)

[Chorus: Wiked]
I been banging rhythms with the Mando
Pull up in the hoopty, yeah the Asbo
Brodies gotta watch out for the five-o (Five-O)
So he's telling me I gotta drive slow (Ease up)
Said she need a pickup from the high road (From the high road)
Pull up and no telling where we might go (No way)
Feds be tryna catch me, but it’s light though (Light work)
'Cause I'm breaking ankles in the Asbo (Bow!)

[Verse 1: Wiked]
Yeah, pull up in the hoopty, yeah the Asbo (Skrr)
I been going hundred down the back roads (Breezin’)
Pullin' all these strings like I'm a banjo
I've been busy hunting, got me feeling like I'm [?]
At the red light, “Brudda, where'd the time go?” (Hmm)
When it turns green, you can get the damn smoke (Skrt)
Pull up on you, get you lit up like candle (Bow)
Tell a brudda, “Fuck it, you can keep your Kanjo” (Keep it)
Know a cutie and her booty come from outer space
That ass fat, I can see it from a mile away (Interplanetary)
When she's in the ride, I make it swing side to side (Swing it)
If I'm the driver, you ain't gotta ask me “Why?” (Don’t ask me)
Dive in the ride, but don't make me have to pop the trunk (Pop it)
That's my brudda, and he's got a loaded gun (Boom)
Pull up on your block, airing out the clip for fun
So if you see us blacked out, then you better run
[Chorus: Wiked]
I been banging rhythms with the Mando (With the Mando)
Pull up in the hoopty, yeah the Asbo (Hoopty)
Brodies gotta watch out for the five-o (Five-O)
So he's telling me I gotta drive slow (Ease up)
Said she need a pickup from the high road (From the high road)
Pull up and no telling where we might go (Where we might go)
Feds be tryna catch me, but it’s light though (Light work)
'Cause I'm breaking ankles in the Asbo

[Verse 2: Eli Porter]
I been in the bando, tryna make a bankroll
Late nights on the high road, tryna get that crack sold
Got that steel like bangles, now move with the rambo
Meet you in the Alamo, you don't want the fucking smoke
Young brother from the UK, I be feeling anti-social
The way I move the packs, you would think it was for postal
Baddie on the left, baddie on the right, taking photos
Got them on the back seat and I have them both laying vocals
They wanna lock me up 'cause they think "Soy esta loco"
When she's moving silence, we ain't ever talkin' to the po-po
It's my whole team with the gang or I can do it on my solo
Now we're switchin' whips in case they got the plate out on the photo
You don't wanna see us pull up in the Asbo (Nah)
We're taking corners like we're whippin' in a Lambo (Skrt)
Pull up squaddie, we got weapons in the damn show
Anywhere we're steppin', we stay reppin' when the gang go (Rah)
[Chorus: Wiked]
I been banging rhythms with the Mando (With the Mando)
Pull up in the hoopty, yeah the Asbo (Hoopty)
Brodies gotta watch out for the five-o (Five-O)
So he's telling me I gotta drive slow (Ease up)
Said she need a pickup from the high road (From the high road)
Pull up and no telling where we might go (Where we might go)
Feds be tryna catch me, but it’s light though (Light work)
'Cause I'm breaking ankles in the Asbo