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[Intro: Ko-Kane] Still had a .38 in a wasteman's yard Now it's buried in a bush Still screaming keep it lowkey Tizzy Gang Opps Next Door [Chorus: Merky ACE] Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked There, deya by the shrubs Locking off yards, been locking off clubs Better lock that door, don't say the word- whoa Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked There, deya by the shrubs Locking off yards, been locking off clubs Better lock that door, don't say the word drugs Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked There, deya by the shrubs Locking off yards, been locking off clubs Better lock that door, don't say the word drugs Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked There, deya by the shrubs Locking off yards, been locking off clubs Better lock that door, don't say the word- whoa [Verse 1: Tre Mission] Low, everyday low Niggas move bait but they hesitate loads When I die, generate souls Enemies? I levitate those I'm charged up, charged up, yes, but I never take yours I just take the piss, I don't take talk I took your link, now I'm billing like Blacka Da Don Doing this money dance, nigga, this the cakewalk You ain't even know it but I cracked the basin Me and shawty out in Cali' 'bout to have relations In a 'Telli in the road like it's graduation Think of where I'm tryna go, looking at a star map I could see the progress, no procrastination You know your image ain't real, it's an animation I could tell you if I used my imagination Cut from a different cloth, not a fabrication I never say the word drugs [Chorus: Merky ACE] Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked There, deya by the shrubs Locking off yards, been locking off clubs Better lock that door, don't say the word- whoa Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked There, deya by the shrubs Locking off yards, been locking off clubs Better lock that door, don't say the word drugs Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked There, deya by the shrubs Locking off yards, been locking off clubs Better lock that door, don't say the word drugs Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked There, deya by the shrubs Locking off yards, been locking off clubs Better lock that door, don't say the word- whoa [Verse 2: Jason Packs] Walking on coal how I step on the fire And turn on the tune, man, you gotta admire Feds kick the trap door, run in gripping iron I jump out the window like crib is on fire Niggas is liars, not brown as they nigua I fuck a bitch in between waps Writers' block, I get between thots Dirty shots up in the G-lock I know some niggas want me shot For Tre Mission back out racket and jacket at [?] Stand at the stove with the pack out They warm when the crack out, they smoke, they wan' tap out My pockets is fat now from trapping, I'm racked out Diss me? You won't hear no rap songs Pull up with snipes, get my clap on but that be your last song My clip is a talon, chase bands, get my trap on In the trap house is where I wrote my last song Balling like I'm on the hardwood Nipping it up in the hardwood with shooters I forward Trust me, I'm all good Trap line be booming, it's off good Trap line be booming, it's off good [Outro: Ko-Kane & Tre Mission] Hello? Yeah, where's the bike? Huh? Up and down where? When you catch them, smack them up To who? Yeah, when you get them, smack them up and take the bike off them Huh? Alright, cool, I'm gonna send it Wait, stay on the phone, I'll read it out 075- wait Yeah, yeah, yeah 075 Yeah 064 Yeah 288 Yeah 92 92 Yeah Cool, if you buck him, yeah? Make him drop you tonight Cool, man, OK What? Huh? Yeah, then tell him do that, fam Tell him who the- who does he think he is taking the bike? Wasteman Tell him, fam If he don't bring the bike back, it's peak Cool, in a bit Tre, there's a bike if you want it Yeah Coming now, if you come OK I ain't riding it, I ain't getting nicked again Is that from Bermondsey? You're tryna get nicked