Russ SMG Cypher

[Intro: Russ SMG & Oboy] Aigh' Splash! Free all the mandem's Free all the mandem Ku-ku spartan a Ku, shout out to Harlem, and the side Free all the mandem, you get me? Free all the mandem R.I.P. young boss, you get me? Fuck with the opps, fuck the opps! You shout me, niggas know My cuzzy Aigh', listen, aigh' Ching, ching, ching! Splashy [Verse 1: Russ SMG] Got poke, 'nuff pokes, see a mad man If the door come off, I'm a badman Take risk 'till my stats too long Still come, I get man bun He got splashed, that's another one Its like holding rooms its fun He's got splash like a --- one It's like holding rooms it's fun Gun lean man, gun lean (Ay) Got kwengers from that peng side, I do fuckries Get up close and get ugly Fuck that flow; it's too dumb Any perp boy get splashed or bun (Shit) Shit, creep, creep, creep, hop out (Bboof) Boot three-man, knee-capped, it's calm you got knee Splash, split your chest into two Fam, check the scores, you dumb yute Just come out your house for two Big on the block but I can't see you Blazing the rocks, you– Six in the spin but I just need two Beefing who? Russ don't know you Ratted, what a deluded guy Or like fuck off metals and I You think I lie? Beg you come try Dip that mum, tell your son goodbye Yin-Yang him– burst and let it fly Two packs in a row, two packs in a row Splash boys get dough Two packs in a row, two packs in a row Splash boys get dough Holy moly One more kill, get UAV Fuck them jakes; they can't see me Only ten toes from the PC Splash Splash a gyal– Step Air out the blood clot scene Man try leg it, but he got sweeped L-O-L, what a damn neek Get, splash from head to his knees Get, back I know it just me Russ with the Russ, you know the recipe Taze, blade him up or just squeeze Mage, splash your gyal and make P's Straight, bash man up so don't speak Splash maintain the guy and that's me We run Lewie, they can't compete (Splash) Splash, splash, smash up a neek Trap and splash all week Russ with the Russ Love a gyal with nice feet Dip down the braid and skeet Gerry and Carey out on my ones 'Der too shook so they won't come Get splashy, splashy, they run Tell a man, 'dem come to my gaff, get bun Shit, bun out ya' babies lips Shit, chatty patties like chips Get-get off my name, you bitch Four blades and out, now I see rib Gruesome, this shit ain't for no kids Eighteen plus; X-rated In jail, no blade, bust faces No evidence, bustin' cases Splash! [Verse 2: Oboy] All of them are guap, right now (Now) If I see a opp right now Know that the opps gettin' got right now Blade in and out blade in and out man's top Ching, ching, suttin' get dropped Ten toes with Bis Patrolling the block The block's on lock Kuku killers Harlem Spartans realist Man don't talk man; man drill it Bare man run, I swear down, bare man run Look, bro, that one's tripping I can never lack Truss me; I can never lack With my Rambo, I'm different Kennington blocks, you can't step 'round 'ere Trust me my block's different Like how many ashes are we gonna smash? How opp boys are we gonna whack? Them man there watch my beef My gang my Kuku, Kuku bop With the 'ting gon' to the Brix and back My guy told man Please don't sleep on man Oboy's wash, Oboy's whack None of them boys can't give me no chat We squeeze them first, they ain't squeezing back We splash man first, don't splash man back 'Dem man runners 'Dem man hiders So I ain't wasting my time on man Say that they bang Say that they run man down Why you trying to lie on man? Free up SA, free up gang Free up JoJo, free up Sav Free up Marz and free up Hash Don't get forget Smoggz, D1 and Loose Can't forget my bro TG, to I don't give a fuck, who's who Like Taze said, man, shoot, shoot Tie him up, put him in the boot, boot Know we ain't living no loose clues G splash, he's so wild He's so rude, he's so rude Suttin's coming like Gouk We're coming for your olders too Ayy, are you mad? Are you fucking mad? (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Remember that day when your olders blew? Man'll get pissed Spartan, the 'Ku Splash, my fuckin' niggas, niggas know Niggas know Are you mad? Ay, let's it– PART 2 [Intro: Taze & Russ] Ay Oi, splash Oi, blow! Gang Free all the mandem, free all the guys Free the mandem Greasy, greasy Free Liquez, RIP YB, free Nutcase, and Young Boss, free Major Real shit You feel me? Eh? Mad Ku... [Verse 1: Taze] Ay, uh, greasy, greasy, easy Step out the yard, man squeezy My ting bad, badder than yours Might just bruck up a gyal like Ri-Ri (fuck that bitch) Meaty, got a connect like BT You're grub coming in medi' Call for the amm, but I bruck up the man cah' the coleslaw cheesy, greasy Ain't scared of 'dem pricks, I rate her 'Cause she puts up our pics It is us that gives the girls licks They Facetime love and Netflix Chicks, run, clearance (uugh) Back the dots out at parents (uugh) Finish anyone starin' cah they might get my appearance Agh, wait, dem man chat to the cops and you're a snitch if you rate them Wait, dem bitch there give top, you're prick if you dare them Dem boy babies, trickle like nursery I was in the trap, no waitin' on Bursley Russ, dat boy Hermes, cause the yute is like Germany, early Dat boy got suttin' in his dick Ride out suttin' big on his bricks They get got and scream out like Tich (Ay, splash, ay) [Verse 2: Russ] Fuck the trapstar they love copper Pocket rocket, party popper