[Lyric] Spilling (LS (Hoxton))

[Intro]
DT5 on the beat
Senseii
In the trap I don't know about baths, I just got it popping in the upstairs class

[Chorus]
I was there when your bro got chinged, in fact, I'm the one that fucking did it
Roll on your block and ching it, they ain't on piss when the four door spinning
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling
I was there when your bro got chinged, in fact, I'm the one that fucking did it
Roll on your block and ching it, they ain't on piss when the four door spinning
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling

[Verse 1]
They just hit bro with the six, lockdown shit, three years in the bin
I'm in OT trappin', packing my bores with this 22-inch
I'm not looking lidge, I'm bait as fuck but I'm getting it in
I'm #E2'K, me and Sonz just went on a pedal bike trip
I tried to get him in his chest but he moved to the left, he's fucking lucky
But I still got blood on my shank, 15-inch got juice like Chucky
I always got my rambo on me, I'm not like them, I'll use it properly
I could do it with S or DT, or I could do it with Dotty
[Chorus]
I was there when your bro got chinged, in fact, I'm the one that fucking did it
Roll on your block and ching it, they ain't on piss when the four door spinning
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling
I was there when your bro got chinged, in fact, I'm the one that fucking did it
Roll on your block and ching it, they ain't on piss when the four door spinning
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling

[Verse 2]
In the trap, I don't know about baths, I just got it popping in the upstairs class
On the ring tryna kick man's ass, on the road tryna put him six feet in grass
Wagwan for these dickhead yutes who's coming to my block and taking snaps
When your bro got fucking packed and you ain't done a thing, but you're making tracks
I go to the Chess with gang, I can't see shit so I'm sliding Fellows
No one's there as well, so I'm sliding Fields tryna do me a drill
Step 'round with a stainless steel, shank on me anywhere that I chill
Free up the fucking real, in the jailhouse where broski chills
Wet my man in his back, my young boy Krilly got two on that
Do it like my nigga Lil C, and leave my man in a pack
I could never be like them, we ride on them with loaded skengs
I just circled the Cash with gang, I ain't gonna leave 'till I wet my blade
Free Double O, I don't make mistakes
Unknown driver, swing that left
Freedom to cheff, meeting death
I just circled every opp block, there's no one about so I go to my bed
This life that I live is ments, circle around from the ends to Kent
[Chorus]
I was there when your bro got chinged, in fact, I'm the one that fucking did it
Roll on your block and ching it, they ain't on piss when the four door spinning
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling
I was there when your bro got chinged, in fact, I'm the one that fucking did it
Roll on your block and ching it, they ain't on piss when the four door spinning
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling
All of my niggas are with it, Sonz just juiced him and left him spilling