[Intro]
(Proffit, Proffit)
[Chorus: AM]
When the corn gets bussed (Bussed)
Then you have to leave (Leave)
How you gonna talk about us? (Us)
With a wap on E (E)
I ain't really got no trust (Trust)
But I got my wee (Wee)
Peng ting wanna fuck (Fuck)
Tell her put it on me (Me)
[Verse 1: Kwengface]
Look, look
Opp block flex, skip to my left
Slide ‘round there, man skip to my loo
Just bucked two opps, I don’t know which one
Swing on my shank like ip-dip, goo
School friends turned into greatest opps
See friendships get split into two
Slide ‘round there with a Covid mask
Squeeze it but I ain’t got no fume
Man, I switched up the whip, switched my address
I can’t give it to NHS
Like bro, that’s mеnts, you’re basically askin’ for death
Shoot, shoot, wet likе Steph, do it like Cadz, wet, wet (Di-di-di-dip)
Shoot like Steph, go and do it like Cadz, wet, wet
Man drill up the whip, don’t park it, Kweng to a show, ain’t know about arson (No)
Peng brownin’ from Barnet, prettiest face with the arsiest arsin’ (Ay, come ‘ere)
Gebelato, man rass it, Incog, glaah man, bill it and pass it (I’m high)
Huh, I can’t miss my target, sweet one said I’m a fuckin’ narcissist
But she still tryna arch and tings, rise that ting and blast at him (Hrr, hrr, hrr)
Look, I got my mask and ting, see shirt on the face, I Sparted it
I watch man fall like timber (Uh), raisin’ a shell like Master Splint’
Django whip, that rambo dip, that car get steal for your [?] and [?]
[Chorus: AM]
When the corn gets bussed (Bussed)
Then you have to leave (Leave)
How you gonna talk about us? (Us)
With a wap on E (E)
I ain't really got no trust (Trust)
But I got my wee (Wee)
Peng ting wanna fuck (Fuck)
Tell her put it on me (Me)
[Verse 2: Skengdo]
DJ Khaled, give them another one (What's that? Another one)
Jump out, get it done (Get it done)
Semi-young G go there, go there (Go there)
[?] to the match, you better run
It's 410, add a K to that, it'll be you we're steppin' on (Skrt, skrt)
Done it in [?], now they wan' lie like we ain't been gettin' dons
Bare verbal, all the violent stuff, don't let the young boys go outside
'Cause in these streets, it's fuckin' rough, why you think the mandem keep it live?
Friend or foe, dare you call my bluff (Huh), sick of the porky pies
Wap on E after naughty stuff, why the good yutes try to act like thugs?
Big G lock, you gon' hear that ping, spinnin' their shit like I'm DJ Capo
Spinnin' their shit like I'm DJ Win, now Feds lookin' for your next of kin
This shortie wanna blow my ting and I was in the mood so I let her (Uh, uhh)
Offload on her chin (Uh, uhh), offload on her chin
Still gon' do it like [?], red buttons under my shoes
Just kicked in an opp boy's head, stompin' him out and shit, now there's red under my shoes
Bad B's wanna do gang, more time man tell 'em fi move (Let's move)
No, you can't come back to the [?], no, you can't come to the booth (Baah, baah)
[Chorus: AM]
When the corn gets bussed (Bussed)
Then you have to leave (Leave)
How you gonna talk about us? (Us)
With a wap on E (E)
I ain't really got no trust (Trust)
But I got my wee (Wee)
Peng ting wanna fuck (Fuck)
Tell her put it on me (Me)
[Verse 3: AM]
I said blacked out whips (Black), fucked if I ain't got tints
Five man deep in a four door truck, tryna get some luck, we spin and we spin
Aye, six foot deep, we dig and we dig but I left my shoes, aye, give him a trim, now it's filled to the brim
When the yardman ting with it, man start pingin' it, man can't send for the vibes like Sting
Wap on E, never that, season him up and pepper that (Baow)
One for the journey back, six in a ting, put it in your mouth like Cerelac
Aim for the neck and sever that, my man cut, why you tryna leave your friend and that?
Heard that she fucks with the opps, now you want crotch, only get neck then send her back
Shave man's head like rasta, baggin' them, turned into pasta, run like you don't have asthma
K' town lookin' all Casper, come to the F', get it in your head like cancer (Baow, baow)
Don't wanna see this astra, foot on the gas like Nascar, man left the bells with Najma
Run when you see this handgun, man don't smoke, still turn one of them ganja
When the corn get bussed, that's when a man must leave
How you wan' bang if you ain't got teeth? And the opps love chat like we ain't got beef
I don't know about them but I know about me, I just wanna see five of the opps this week
But you're gonna just cap on the net you [?] 'cah they only just bad in the [?] (Fuckin' hell)
[Chorus: AM]
When the corn gets bussed (Bussed)
Then you have to leave (Leave)
How you gonna talk about us? (Us)
When your wap on E (E)
I ain't really got no trust (Trust)
But I got my wee (Wee)
Peng ting wanna fuck (Fuck)
Tell her put it on me (Me)
