Selective Bad Boys

[Intro: Abra Cadabra] Sho, sho, sho, you know, AB in the building 7 shit, O way or no way Get right, get left or get stretched Free the drillers ten times, you know (Ayy, CZR, you did a mazza still) Boom, you know, like Add a K to the O or get blammed type of settings, you know Free the drillers ten times, sho, grrt, baow [Chorus: Abra Cadabra] Selective bad boys (Sho, sho, sho) Could never be us, man got bine, bare .9 millimetre Fill it up for anybody that wan' beef us Bare talk on the social media But we done him already, how can he ever speak up? Bro hit him already and madе the pussy bleed up But ready, me rеady, still have another steam up Creep up, creep up, when the man lean up (Grrt) In the night time, know where we're gonna be, man (Sho) Don't tell me nothin', we ain't hearin' nothin', ease up Only God or my own mother, the ones tellin' me off (Gang) Hit him in his chest, hit him in his back, don't lack If we miss, then we're defo coming back, know that Turn him to a memory, turn him to a throwback Glizzy in my palm, beatin' out corn, hold that [Verse 1: Dappy, Abra Cadabra] Them man, they ain't nothin' like us I ain't even being biased, little brudda, I'm a icon Never thought the same youts I grew up with are the same ones right now on a ride on (Ride) Now I'm chillin' with broad day booters, electric scooters and somethin' in a man bag Fuck a python, never let bygones be bygones, can't be no grass in this gangland (Gang) [Verse 2: Abra Cadabra] The mandem didn't want me to ride so I put my mash in the car and said "Go" (Go) AB, I don't play that shit, man will lift up a opp block neek for my bro (Grrt) Riding, riding (Riding) I come a long way from riding (Sho) Now my YG's, them doin' up sliding Headshot setting, tryna send him to the highest [Verse 3: Dappy] From a young buck, I had a Lambo on the driveway and I didn't even have a license (Uh-uh) I must've spent about a hundred racks on a case, imagine that, it was all 'cause of violence I don't play that, I ain't a newbie, know exactly when a man try moving bookey (What?) And who the fucks my man tryna pree through the rearview? It's minor, he's just another groupie (Bap) [Verse 4: Abra Cadabra] Best pray that the mandem miss Don't trip or you could end up like dead boy (Pack) Man deal with the 'net boys .9 millimetre, man slap that and make noise (Baow) I ducked down 'nuff man in these streets, don't ever claim that as drillings (Nah) But I could show you 'bout drillings, opp boy got (Baow) Chest shot, we did it [Chorus: Abra Cadabra] Selective bad boys (Sho, sho, sho) Could never be us, man got bine, bare .9 millimetre Fill it up for anybody that wan' beef us Bare talk on the social media But we done him already, how can he ever speak up? Bro hit him already and made the pussy bleed up But ready, me ready, still have another steam up Creep up, creep up, when the man lean up (Grrt) In the night time, know where we're gonna be, man (Sho) Don't tell me nothin', we ain't hearin' nothin', ease up Only God or my own mother, the ones tellin' me off (Gang) Hit him in his chest, hit him in his back, don't lack If we miss, then we're defo coming back, know that Turn him to a memory, turn him to a throwback Glizzy in my palm, beatin' out corn, hold that (Grrt) [Verse 5: Abra Cadabra] Gliding aside, we get drops and we pull up (Pull up) Turn man's hood up (Sho) Don't take no Snapchat vids on your block, you know why? 'Cause the machine full up (Don't do it) I got the drop that them boy there lost on their block, so I stood up (On gang) Yo, Mad Max, let's go there again, let's go there again (Bap, bap) Them boy don't know no respect so we're showering them (Sho), so we're showering them (Gang, gang) Show them boy they ain't got no power in them (No) I got the power in my hand with like ten or twelve We put our trust in skengs (Grrt) Don't get your blood clart kweff (You know) [Verse 6: Dappy] I'll point this thing at anybody, I ain't picky, I'ma wrap 'em all up like a durag The only time I go back to back is when I hear "Bap", then get sent to the gulag (Bap, bap) Always been a giver, never been a taker, ask my killy, he was dipped to Jamaica The last nine bar Abz gave man came a Z short, now I gotta fling man an eight-bar I can't stand them, they're startin' to annoy man I might check man like I'm chattin' to annoy man Six to nine times out of ten, man get bagged and start singin' to the boydem Can't be driving up Camden Road, two waps in the dinger when you're tryna avoid them R.I.P to the bruddas that passed, if you touch my fam, you know I'll join them [Chorus: Abra Cadabra] Selective bad boys (Sho, sho, sho) Could never be us, man got bine, bare .9 millimetre Fill it up for anybody that wan' beef us Bare talk on the social media But we done him already, how can he ever speak up? Bro hit him already and made the pussy bleed up But ready, me ready, still have another steam up Creep up, creep up, when the man lean up (Grrt) In the night time, know where we're gonna be, man (Sho) Don't tell me nothin', we ain't hearin' nothin', ease up Only God or my own mother, the ones tellin' me off (Gang) Hit him in his chest, hit him in his back, don't lack If we miss, then we're defo coming back, know that Turn him to a memory, turn him to a throwback Glizzy in my palm, beatin' out corn, hold that [Outro] (Ayy, CZR, you did a mazza still)