Ayy Madenka, I think that’s the one, you know
All I know is authentic stuff
My mum should’ve named me guns, I felt like me, when I shot Bish
And the same way when I shot Pun
I got 5 in this Wesson, live
Everyday I walk with the pump, cah I'd rather sit down and do me time then ever take talk from one of these punks
I’ve been HG, that’s hammers galore
I’ve seen a pump hold AK corn, I put a new scavenger in that .410
Now it’s Luger 9s or shorts, them times had .32 sitting down cah the 32s' were hard to source
You know i bang my stick of course
Pun try run, he got clipped then corned
I’ll draw man one up, no support
When I chinged YS, I used loads of force
When I chinged AB it had bro's support
*** got bun put on life support, what’s all of that chatting and typing for?
The man got jammed in traffic, no way on earth they was bussin' them doors, free all the mandem banging their doors
All I know is yuck, coil it, recoil it, then bap
'Coil it, recoil it then bap, bap, bap, bow
These Luger 9s, of course they’re pink tops, these ain't no .9m' packs
It’s authentic stuff, all my hammers are authentic guns
All I know is authentic stuff
My mum should’ve named me guns, I felt like me, when I shot Bish
And the same way when I shot Pun
I got 5 in this Wesson, live
Everyday I walk with the pump, cah I'd rather sit down and do me time then ever take talk from one of these punks
Them man, they’re block, they’re a bunch of pussies
See man one up, of course he’s gone
He’s not involved in the story, he’s wrong, he’s not from that block, he’s a good little sod
There ain’t no rules out here no more
Civilians do get shot
32s, or the Glock, when the neighbour wake when I slap this dottz
AB got done in a shop, but he patterned the cameras, shout out boss
Sav got splashed on ****
Gotta shout out Leah, she gave us the drop
Been fully on tact, been fully outside, when I'm throwing up L's, it’s live, not loss
Walk in hand I’ll slap it, I didn’t learn this shit from COD