[Intro]
TimandBarry on the track
[Verse 1: Silent]
Pull up, I'll show you who's bad (Pull up)
You ain't ever had no dingers
You're looking at bro like "Come we do it in cabs"
Old school days with Skatty
Riding out, no bally, to turn man pack
'Til my lil bros ching 'til the rambo stuck
Or ching 'til the kitchen snaps (Ying it)
Gang got down Stompz when caught on a lack
Got more than a few for posting snaps (Few)
A Team pull up, and bare man push off
More than a few done dashed with their nanks
More than a few done dashed with their rambos (Where ya goin'?)
Main road, back road
Caught shh by the shop, shoulda splashed him
Woulda had his juice spilling, nuttin like Tango (Ah, man)
If it weren't flizz would've done it like gang though
[Verse 2: Dopesmoke]
I don't run my mouth, I just swing my blade (Swing that)
Suttin' got soaked again, now I'm bleaching shank tryna leavе no trace (Nah)
We're likе Section 60 on ends (Fill it up)
Let's fill up the car and tour estates (Fill it up)
Can't see no one in the Brix, so we're circling Larkhall Rise 'til late (We're circling)
We catch K's, and they got our name (Our name)
Please don't come to Hill
Try come to the Hill, you might meet your grave (Dead)
This Stompy got me off my face, safe
Please go ride for your mate (Smoke him)
Shave, shave and leave it leaking (Wet, wet, ying that)
This bad B wanna link this evening, but I'm outside tryna score like Griezmann (Outside)
[Verse 3: Silent]
Still in the trenches (Still there)
I know they hate when they come to the ends, see the G's, have to spin it and aim for the exit
Bro got my man and showed 'em about vengeance (Haha)
Rambo or guns, you can choose your exit (Boy, bou)
Bring the hammer and nails, tryna put them on the scales
Never came for no mending (No, I never)
Gang got packs, and it's way more pending (Come on)
And it's way more loading
Best not lack, 'cah we turn man pack
When the gangdem slide, we ain't gotta give notice (No, we don't)
He try creep up, leave one of them spleeged up
All of them dashed when one of them noticed (Where ya goin'?)
They said man's losing, I told them "Prove it"
The only thing's proven is that their friends are potent
Ay bro, which one are we smoking? (Which one?)
[Verse 4: Dopesmoke]
Case closed if I leave no trace (Case closed)
I back my 15, crept up and wave (Ying dat)
Man cut that grass, fuck them snakes (Fuck them)
I bussed that case, NFA (NFA)
CPS want me locked in the cage, but fuck the fed boys and free my mates (Fuck them)
Ay, suttin' got shaved on the mains
Adding a K, get left where you stay (Suttin' got ching, ching, ching)
Adding a K, get put in the grave
Stompz got K'd
Thumpz got K'd
SQ got K'd (Dead)
Reckz got K'd (Dead)
Gorz got K'd (Dead), they have no shame (Dead)
And I don't wanna hear man's age
Thirteen and up, you can taste this blade (You're old)
They see me in the flesh and scream out "Wait" (Wait)
Ain't claiming that drill if it ain't red tape (We're not claiming it)
TimandBarry on the track
[Verse 1: Silent]
Pull up, I'll show you who's bad (Pull up)
You ain't ever had no dingers
You're looking at bro like "Come we do it in cabs"
Old school days with Skatty
Riding out, no bally, to turn man pack
'Til my lil bros ching 'til the rambo stuck
Or ching 'til the kitchen snaps (Ying it)
Gang got down Stompz when caught on a lack
Got more than a few for posting snaps (Few)
A Team pull up, and bare man push off
More than a few done dashed with their nanks
More than a few done dashed with their rambos (Where ya goin'?)
Main road, back road
Caught shh by the shop, shoulda splashed him
Woulda had his juice spilling, nuttin like Tango (Ah, man)
If it weren't flizz would've done it like gang though
[Verse 2: Dopesmoke]
I don't run my mouth, I just swing my blade (Swing that)
Suttin' got soaked again, now I'm bleaching shank tryna leavе no trace (Nah)
We're likе Section 60 on ends (Fill it up)
Let's fill up the car and tour estates (Fill it up)
Can't see no one in the Brix, so we're circling Larkhall Rise 'til late (We're circling)
We catch K's, and they got our name (Our name)
Please don't come to Hill
Try come to the Hill, you might meet your grave (Dead)
This Stompy got me off my face, safe
Please go ride for your mate (Smoke him)
Shave, shave and leave it leaking (Wet, wet, ying that)
This bad B wanna link this evening, but I'm outside tryna score like Griezmann (Outside)
[Verse 3: Silent]
Still in the trenches (Still there)
I know they hate when they come to the ends, see the G's, have to spin it and aim for the exit
Bro got my man and showed 'em about vengeance (Haha)
Rambo or guns, you can choose your exit (Boy, bou)
Bring the hammer and nails, tryna put them on the scales
Never came for no mending (No, I never)
Gang got packs, and it's way more pending (Come on)
And it's way more loading
Best not lack, 'cah we turn man pack
When the gangdem slide, we ain't gotta give notice (No, we don't)
He try creep up, leave one of them spleeged up
All of them dashed when one of them noticed (Where ya goin'?)
They said man's losing, I told them "Prove it"
The only thing's proven is that their friends are potent
Ay bro, which one are we smoking? (Which one?)
[Verse 4: Dopesmoke]
Case closed if I leave no trace (Case closed)
I back my 15, crept up and wave (Ying dat)
Man cut that grass, fuck them snakes (Fuck them)
I bussed that case, NFA (NFA)
CPS want me locked in the cage, but fuck the fed boys and free my mates (Fuck them)
Ay, suttin' got shaved on the mains
Adding a K, get left where you stay (Suttin' got ching, ching, ching)
Adding a K, get put in the grave
Stompz got K'd
Thumpz got K'd
SQ got K'd (Dead)
Reckz got K'd (Dead)
Gorz got K'd (Dead), they have no shame (Dead)
And I don't wanna hear man's age
Thirteen and up, you can taste this blade (You're old)
They see me in the flesh and scream out "Wait" (Wait)
Ain't claiming that drill if it ain't red tape (We're not claiming it)
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