[Lyric] No Hook 2 (Croftblock)

[Intro]
LS Beats

[Verse 1: SV]
I heard no chattins', I know they’re stressed
We slip 'round there, tryna carve his chest (Ching)
got left with the NHS
Could've beef, not hot, you know, it’s intense (Intense)
This shit gets real, don't chill on the fence
Big long man get done with length (Whip)
Jump out the whip, tryna dump on GMs
We slip 'round there, two man got cheffed
Push that in, I ain't talkin' PornHub
Then bake off, rinse that with water
See man trappin' on the corner
Gang jump out, rude boy get slaughtered (What?)
Free JD, hе love slap that wap
And he made that bеat, I ain't talkin' more up (Bow)
Opp boy cap, wanna bill that zoot
’Cause you know these normal strains man bored off
[Verse 2: Crasha]
Can’t believe they're doin’ up socials
18+ and they ain't on piss
, he's already been bored up
That's why that retard don’t got shit (Splash, splash)
All it takes is one little fuck up
I'm on this PCX of a stick (Nyooh)
Three, I was jabbin' on, don't give two shits
I will take that drive, got him in a spliff
JT already bored your face
The whole so lame (Some dickheads)
Opps gettin' hyped it off in the Snap
Don't soon be another girl from me page (Ha)
I can't stand the Section 60
How can I explain? It's fuck-off plain
All of this talk on the net, it's okay
But still, this ditty aim will rip through your mates

[Verse 3: StayWidIt, Crasha]
Free Splasha, got nicked for a mad ting
But now, I need changes, minors
Still on the wing, tryna get shit crackin'
Fuck OFB, get I'm bangin'
Fuck the brim, you can hold this splashin'
And we make Basford hot
You can say that the gang's in love with action
It's funny how we had them dashin'
BG chestshot gang with the flicks
You can say LK got splashed with a passion
Don't do no drills for the fashion
If gang rise up, cause a fatal slappin'
The other side known for the cappin'
I don't know how these dickhead yutes still rappin'
Packs in the ends, or we OT trappin'
I was in gang ends, getting that cashin'
[Verse 4: SV]
Know that the whole gang traps
Save and stack, invest in waps (Bow)
Load that strip, tryna find these fags
Get up close, tryna sweep and splash (Splash)
got put in a stretcher
got put in a pack
Go back to the bitch, roll dank
And if it gets hot, vacate to the flat (Yeah)
What you know 'bout tans on the block?
It was broadday, tryna get down opps
Fat bitch got put in a box
At a funeral, got burnt to dust
Pack on nerds like
Imma smoke that like I smoked their son
Slide 'round there, tryna get man done
Back the ram ting, see bare man run

[Verse 5: Crasha]
Have you ever been out in a glide
And realize you shouldn't left your phone at home? (Dickhead)
Fuck it less, just get to the smoke
'Cah I burn my trackies, and say I was at home (Ah)
We're the realest, slaps it in O
If I leave it for you to get him
You will probably be chest shot, chinged on throat (Splash)
And switchin' sides is lame
Why you think got poked (LS Beats)
Step on your block, tryna give a man smoke
Why you think that we don't do verbal?
I will step 'round there, get you poked (Splash)
I will step 'round there, get you poked
Why you think that I don't do verbal?
I will step 'round there, get you poked (Splash)