[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ready to light up another part 2 ya know
It's been a little while
And Smuggzy's back
H1K Made This
And this time, he's comin a lot more consistent with it
Woo, woo
[Verse]
Hide n, hide n seek, let's play, let's see who bleeds
First of a blood no vamp I'm a different breed
Fling-Fling on my hoodie
Cheff man down on the mains like Assassins creed
[?] been an old baby in 9 with teeth
They hide we seek
Find you, hold these sweets
Ready-Ready or not here I come
Heat rise at your sun
Run, Run try run get bun, sin it, bang, bang in the dirtiest gun for the [?]
See with the blades, splash, ching, chong
Do man wrong, see man in gardening gloves what I got on my waist is long
Beat 2 at your chest when I sound this drum
Step with silver backs, are you dumb
King of the jungle, call me Kong
Don't swing man jump in the ride, man jump in the ding-dong-dong
Enough smoke in the ride no bong
They shout corn with this shit back, back n forth like ping-pong-pong
Step man step I'm hot with the lock on your door
Man buck with the .40 young g with the ZK movin like SAW
Skeng-ject insert corn in the skin like [?]
Loose blood and I'm feelin cold like [?] deep freeze
Told ya I'm a different breed, courtesy of beef
No need [?] see opps get a job done like indeed
I'm Kweffy, I'm Kweffy marksman step, smoke on deck, ding-dong filled with petty
I'm steppy, I'm steppy give me the .9 I'll score like Lukaku for Chelsea
There's a Desi for cell called bro that's long tryna pattern some corn for a Dezzie
I love me a brown especially, If I tell it to Boom, Boom it can hold this corn in ya headie
Sh-Sh-Short like my bredrin Levi I ain't tryna leave no evi
On your marks them boy did a ready Murder on my mind like Melly
Voice of the streets when I sound this star like Kenny
Spin them decks we don't spin no decks if this bruck-back cut-back clicks, you don't wanna get caught up in the mix
Sound it off
Everything stops when I make this fizzy pop like Pepsi
Pop-corn hot-corn in your Tino Tetley
In the jailhouse free-flow hold this perc in the morning call that brecky
Crash it Crash in my next door for blowing my Lecky
Blue tape on the landing done it on a gang ting you don't wanna buck into ave
Come in like Chucky, cheffy
Dot-Dot heavy, we don't gun leen, Aim on fleek one eye like Fetty man get shelly
You don't wanna get airdrop get lift up by the Heli
2 hands on the metal like I'm handling bars
You can get lit with the stars and end up in Mars
Bang my door, couple years man could of got more
Got band up could've band up for banging my .4
So thank you Jah
Stick on man like a Avatar, double tap like my bro [?]
Tryna feed man smoke in a lungs
No car
Them boy screamin it [?], all now, I ain't seen [?]
Avoiding the ANPR, gone boys know who we are
Doors in the ride man ready for war
Pull up like Joey with clips in the star
Pull up in a bruckdown car, givin out shots like I work in a bar
Hand ting, yeah boy fu- they ain't savin these shots like Van Der Sar
Circle back in illegal car, make sure we scored like VAR
We scored, there baker chill with [?]
Bootings, Bootings, someone got boot on the Birmingham mail
Corn for free is not for sale, send his corn like first class stamp man, send it like mail
Obbo me they put me in jail, had me in the wing like Gareth Bale
Woosh, push, didn't get no bail had me in the wing like Gareth Bale
[Outro]
H1K Made This
