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[Intro: Striker] X10 CGM Beam me up Scotty Double Tap (Ya-yow), Supreme, Savage, ZK Back to back, we back our straps Man get whacked [Verse 1: Digga D] Ay, look, yo, are you listening? Wet **** on his head, had to Christen him **** got done times two, tryna triple him Take his trip, if he trips, man's rippin' him If he's **** I'ma catch him and cripple him Sick of him runnin' the field, no dribblin' You're finna get sent off 'cah I'm kickin' him Bro he gon' need a send-off, start dippin' him This light skin bitch here, she flippin' They come to bad man an' wan' talk 'bout lickin' it Magnum, sippin' it, Rambo, grippin' it He run off again, little chicken shit Yo, I own all my guns I ain't trippin' him Bro grab a hold of his clothes, start swingin' him But I'm Mortal, show 'em bout Kombat Come back, swing my long shank and finish him You got a problem, solve that Aim for his egg, yo, crack it and yoke that Yo, if he scrambles, fry him and smoke that You're on the wing, bat, swing and assault that Hold that, twenty-one days ain't nothing, you joke man Yo fam, you're better, no fear, no man Can't see man that's ten years older Joker, have your smoke out and turn Yohan So fam, how can I rate them old men? Still young but I been out from '010 Told them "Don't get comfy in Golborne" They didn't listen we caught 'em and showed 'em I took their mashes and went off and sold 'em Multiple splashes, you got left soakin' Pull up and smoke them, on folknem [Verse 2: Sav'O] If I shoot my shot then I scored in a hundred percent Man's hittin' it, diggin' it Don't come to block it's scary, Insidious Prince in the West, no William (Insidious) Dead ting dead, she hideous Work rate high, tryna get to a million (A million) Man down, man down, now I'm billin' him Get outta here 'fore my fingers starts fidgetin', flingin' it Sick in my head, I'm psycho And there's no way I could sleep on a vio Come to the wild get hit by the rhino, rhino Mercy the G like Stylo (Yow) G like Herbo, G like Polo I'll take that risk on my solo Nah mad for no gyal but I'm loco Bro bro, R-I-P Rose, free Jojo My darg [?] can’t tame it He ain’t rid back, all now, I don't blame him Two machines, one new, one ancient I'm aimin' to rub man out, try erase him Try front page him, boots with laces CBO, gotta mind what I’m sayin’ Invasion, if I know where you're stayin' How you do drill rap but ain't use your stainless? [Verse 3: ZK] I beg man don't insult my intelligence Back then it was rusty Remingtons See a skeleton, leave you wet like Wellingtons (Bow, bow) In the T with B on the side not a brown one from Bellingham (No) We know their work rate is irrelevant 9 out of 10 their fingers celibate (Dickhead) Man make corn fly like Emirates See them legging it, still keep pressing it (Bow, bow) My little bro keeps moving too wild Tryna leave him pronounced, make that definite Tap bro I don't think they're getting it Still ain't levelling, shotgun specialist ZK I'm the youngest president I was fifteen, I had big man beggin' it I'm petty when beef ain't dead And the [?] at my door like "Why you not settlin'?" (Ay, fuck off) Buck up, I’m wettin' him If it's pre-planned I'll definitely kettle him (Fucking savage) Rev that ped with adrenaline Sav on the back and he's definitely gettin' him Slip up, I'll sever him, pepper him Shave his head just like Mo Better did That's one shot like he took some ketamine (Bow) [Outro] All you fake rap niggas are tarnished CGM we're the hardest Big waps, yeah we blast it Ya-yow