[Verse 1: Kwengface]
Still tryna lurk round there, the estate, ay yo, the estate
No ones about, man slide down the next day, spent 8 bags on a dinger and an SK
True say that the roads locked off, so we slide round the next way, there's no way that we're letting them get away
On the opp block tryna tape man-
Amiri's, they can't hold this PR, I'm in the bando, chopping up grub
[?] in like Tia
Ying that down with the left then switch to my right, ambidextorous
In the bando heating up rexes, or I'm OT sending out testers
Peng browning from Toronto and I got this peng lightie from Texas
Ay, I'm vexed when the boys in blue try to do me for texting
Me and my flick shank come as an item, this ruger fits in my Nike tech
Pass me the ting, let me fly this, brown skin one with a bunda, righteous
[Verse 2: DA]
Send them hell, we'll send it well, the pigs wanna send man jail
Meanwhile A&R wanna send man mail, dodging the sirens, dodging the cells
[Verse: Digga D, Horrid1, Both]
Another got chinged in his chest
One of them still got a sibling, but the other one ain't got no siblings left
Attempted body from South, got a body from East, got a body in West
What's left, got down a nigga from North of course, we got the city stressed, what's funny
Robbed Russ, chased Ratlin, chinged Jordan, fucked up Buni (Shatai)
Got the younger one and the older one and they both got left all bloody
I got music money, my ways ain't changed, I'm still rich and scummy
The 40 bangs and the corn expands
It´s called a dumdum, you dummy
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