Serving

[Intro] Sebz Beats, baby [Chorus: Box12 and Kwengface] Got this Nokia twerkin' As long as the reception's good in the bando, set up that shop, start workin' This Z come back twenty seven No way could it come twenty two like suburbans The gang still swervin' in Germans Didn't drop man Get away from your set, we emergin' Chop that work then bag it Cling it, repair that upsuh, we're servin' I'm settin' up shop in the OT spot Three days manna get that twerkin' They askin why I'm still servin' I tell her the music ain't enough earnings Suttin' just got murdered Now I'm sippin' my tea like Kermit (ha) Unlimited grub, unlimited spots, swear that I just be workin' [Verse 1: Box12] Trap boy, good with the Jap boys and all round here we slap toys I grab the dough they all get dasheen Come cash, might get served by a black boy Yo don't get drilled on the back way Free in the day of the life man it's that way The aigons make that noise Ultra attack and we ain't no react boys I ducked them views on the mains and up till now i still, can't explain I'm a beast that will never be tamed I flew like pigeons the whole hood flames Serani no games, he park it OK, baby just do what I say You're far from [?], you're [?] up kway But boy, I'd better mind what I say [Verse 2: Kwengface] Trap boy, trap boy, when I'm low on the dough man jack boys (come here) Opp block search and attack boy (come here) Smash that man down till he's nuttin' but racks boy Man's lettin' dem fly like Fat Boy Trapped out, you know man's in and out flats boy Dem nosy neighbours preein' me mad like, ugh, look at this black boy (racist) I'm in OT lookin' like a rif raff Chit-chat out 'ere tryna get rich that Got dots in abundance, hundreds, shots I quickly hit that See an opp on the mains, got a skeng in my palm, man's tryna go lift that Push the whip back, I ain't into no chitchat Do a man jump out and then go fish that [Chorus: Box12 and Kwengface] Got dis Nokia twerkin' As long as the reception's good in the bando, set up that shop, start workin' This Z come back twenty seven No way could it come twenty two like suburbans The gang still swervin' in Germans Didn't drop man Get away from your set, we emergin' Chop that work then bag it Cling it, repair that upsuh, we're servin' I'm settin' up shop in the OT shop Three days manna get that twerkin' They askin why I'm still servin' I tell her the music ain't enough earnings Suttin' just got murderedNow I'm sippin' my tea like Kermit (ha) Unlimited grub, unlimited spots, swear that I just be workin' [Verse 3: Box12] I took a little trip to the broadway but its got hotter than a bop with a baby I do that drill then search, get low, look for the corn like it's slavery How that yute try slander my name You ain't game, your behavior's gazy I'm up for the bag first thing in the AM when you're layin' in bed bein' lazy Grab that cling film wrap that tight in case everythin' goes pear I still been grippin' my stainless, two grips, two seconds, one, he's there Try slide round there, blame yourself when you're layin' in intensive care Free Saucy I wish he was here, no Durex bro would've beat that bare [Verse 4: Kwengface] Yo, swing to the left Nah, I can't share my secret What happens in the rex gon' stay in the rex I can't cuff that ting I just have my fun and I play with her necks Two packs in the rex, my nicks done said it’s the best Nah, you can't play with the set Better move out, get blaze in your head Better move out, get blaze in your wig I got a soft spot for my sweet one But I love chillin' with my Asian ting Mum said bring home an African one But I'm in love with Jamaican tings Quit tellin' I'm up with a heart That one was amazin' flip See an opp man is [?] blazin' whip [Chorus: Box12 and Kwengface] Got this Nokia twerkin' As long as the reception's good in the bando, set up that shop, start workin' This Z come back twenty seven No way could it come twenty two like suburbans The gang still swervin' in Germans Didn't drop man Get away from your set, we emergin' Chop that work then bag it Cling it, repair that upsuh, we're servin' I'm settin' up shop in the OT shop Three days manna get that twerkin' They askin why I'm still servin' I tell her the music ain't enough earnings Suttin' just got murdered Now I'm sippin' my tea like Kermit (ha) Unlimited grub, unlimited spots, swear that I just be workin'