Jeff Matt Lita

[Verse 1 - Merky Ace] Man got shanked up and he survived but he'll never be the same He's a Cat D Can't believe that he's still alive but it's alright, ima draw up a plan B Fling two shots, I ain't talking FIFA Leave man leaning, Tower of Pisa Us three come like Jeff, Matt, Lita Bet you don't claim that you come from the ends and try pretend that you ain't heard of either Either South side legends Step with weapons Try violate and you'll now what i mean like meter Done made man lose pints and litres Old days, kicking in heads like Mitre Had man ‘fraid from back in the day Blair Witch Project, Scream, Jeepers Creepers [?] Send my message with stamp Mi nah play Go skatepark if you wan ramp Two step with the wap Gully creep with the nank Drive with the .357 in a Range Rover Who can tell me this ain't a tank? Won't catch me in Ministry of Sound or Fabric Unless im booked for the dance Or selling chart More time catch me in a bashment Big back Auntie tryna convince me to breed her daughter That's pure harrassment Samurai sword in a shoobs get bored Broken hearts, angels and roses GBNF on Insta caption I don't wanna hear no talk about Viking I don't wanna hear about Anglo-Saxon Buck me in war, you'll know about mad ting [Verse 2 - Slaughter] No need for an intro Gunshots make him get down like the limbo Anywhere I go, yeah man let the ting go Knock knock, man get bam through the window For us that's a win though But for them that's a man down simple Cah them man are giving out info Gunshots make man fly like flamingo Wow Manna don't care if you're hench like Kimbo Man will get sliced and diced if you're involved We let the ting ring like Tinbo Oi fam that's the ringtone Aiming for wigs, I ain't tryna hit shins though Manna send corn for your next of kin though Break down boxes fam we got big dough From a young age fam you know manna been road And you know manna been bad Young G, got a long sword like Sinbad Send him for chinging, got no time to chin wag Boxes of puff in a bin bag But you can get bun if that yout try sting man Omen's holdings, fam we got big straps Man try dome him, man let the ting clap Man control it, man get your wig splat Oi fam that's a mismatch Come round GP, that's where the kids' at Strap on deck, tell a man don't risk that Drive in, drive out, car got licked at All type of burners, manna got big waps Get a man murdered cah we got big wraps Don't need to move nah fam I just sit back Young G will shoot, hopefully he won't miss that Cah more time the shot's on target Roll to your block and rass it If I can't get away fam I won't chance it Young Gs cock and blast it It's a man down if my man cause carnage I'll hop on a bike and mask it Sold 30 drops last week So I don't give a fuck if they charted [Verse 3 - Lioness] If it's me you wanna par Understand I am not the one you wanna war Against me, you will not be strolling in the park I've got time like I just took the Roley off your arm You don't know me, I will flip that and harm Blud you're a phoney, could've bit but you barked You lot split me with bars? You know that's not true, like if Khloe had a kid with Lemar Ain't gotta kid you, i'm hard I'm ready if anyone's pickney wan start Them girls are fully just pickneys not stars It's them that you wanna put me with, nah Been light years ahead before Buzz Spin guys, put them to bed with no fuss I'm in