Back 2 Back

[Intro - S1 & Russ] Them boy there good with their words but they're not good with the riding Fly O, no Biggie with two packs Stack grands, invest in new waps Saw Jakes come back then they taped it off Roll down my ends certain man feel lost Came in the room like "who's that?" Bruck back, two hands, abuse that [Verse 1 - S1] Swing that shet let me show you bout violence Main road swing it twice see the pussyhole crying, man fish out your chest and leave him for dead then cut from sirens Backroads man skrt, S1 don't don't do with the hiding Know like, pull up hop off and fish a man knife him Like bro just get him get him just wet him wet him with a crucial slicing Had his mumsy screaming "God" like "Why him?!" Back it out and the blade come long like Viking Just in and out like 'Splash splash' "Where is your kidneys hiding? Where's Wally cah I wan find him?!" He spoke and then he got fed, guess what bro well now there's no violence [Verse 2 - Russ] Hop out a man like "Hey!" Then, squeeze up the mash; my bae One, hand in the air; nae nae Russ and Taze we're too boasay Cut through step out, I step with smoke Tweak on songs but you've been on ropes From an opp boy man's been on volts Head or neck I ain't tearing coats Big Russ, step out on violence Don't run, defend all that typing Big corn or hit him with knifings Long swords, we're waring like Vikings Oi, get him, squeeze the black prick M Splash Dat, we did what we did Grown or young, don't care; still get dipped Free Nutcase, he's home in a bit [Verse 3 - S1] Them boy there good with their words but they're not good with the riding Push bike, big ramz I'm known for the sliding Anything Grove, man drill it then bill it they're doing up O that's mileage And I grip 2 hands on a dots; bang it off and watch all of them boys start hiding, some pussyholes please stop lying Slide on any block, saw Jakes come back then they taped it off Roll down my ends certain man feel lost Too bad, you're fucked but hold that loss On the glide no fucks, anything Grove man drill it then dust How many times have we bucked up, in an 'aigon's head? Have you got bust? [Verse 4 - Russ] Fly O, no Biggie with two packs Stack grands, invest in new waps Came in the room like "who's that?" Bruck back, two hands, abuse that Bad boy from qway, they know that Add a kay, take a blade where your domes at I don't need no manbag Right hand got a stick like Grandad Splash boy yeah the lifestyle's hectic Still tryna move bricks like Tetris I'm on them yutes and I meant it Put hands on bro, that's a death wish He woulda got corn but I left it Cos they fuck with the pigs that (?) And I can't go jail for a black prick Fuck that, dead, (?) Aye, facts is facts, can't hack this Russ Russ do road, Russ do that Atlas Won't leave him, back my bro Won't leave him, man stand and crash it Frightened yutes, they dash and panic Don't want war them man just chat shit IC3 when I back that magic