On Deck (Remix)

[Intro: Abra Cadabra]

Ayy, spin this coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 1: RV]

(RV)

Yo, I don't know nuttin' 'bout dark side (Nothing)

Everyting lit round our side (Lit)

Before gang got a spot in the charts

I had dark and light, got split like Apartheid (No cap)

Man know what I did in my past life (They know)

I wan' do up the 2's, got too much to lose

I'm pissed that I can't glide (Pissed)

Nuttin' but love for my Farm guys (OFB)

Dingers and heat

Anything the drillers dem need, man fund it (True)

Tion ain't done shit in the field

Just wanna talk online like a pundit

You got chased, friends got chinged

All 'cause the gang got bored and hunted (Haha)

Shh got shot in his face, I was on the wing

Put him in a raw and bunned him

[Verse 2: Kush]

Have you really got guns? I dunno

Man dance with the pole

Where they at? I dunno

I just spun 'round twice with bro

Got a laser beam, tryna take his soul

I got 'nuff love for my juggers 'cah they're active

Circle around tryna put him in a fat spliff

O way or no way, it's all tactics

Internet yutes all hype but they catfish (Gang, gang)

Bro spin that coupe, who's that?

Bro spin that, he's movin' like Christopher Walkin' (Movin')

I just tell a young boy "Step back"

Take deep breaths akh 'cah there ain't no talkin'

Gang jiggy jiggy on deck

When I step with the gang

Ain't none of my goons scared to rise and tan

Jiggy jiggy on deck when I'm doin' up trap

Still jump out gang on two two man

[Chorus: Abra Cadabra]

Ayy, spin this coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)

I just seen somethin' (Rrr)

Shoulda never been in vids and I wouldn’t seen you

It wouldn’t be nothin' (It wouldn't be nothin')

Grr, I wan' squeeze somethin' (Baow)'

Bad man don’t squeeze for nothin' (Nah)

Bad man don’t brandish machine for fun

Man beat big 'matic and make people run (Gang, gang)

You ain't never bust corn, you're a liar (Liar)

None of them pussies are riders (None of them)

All of them tired, sleeping (Sleeping)

When we pull up in the evenin' (Ahh)

Creepin' (Grr, baow, baow)

Families grievin'

[Verse 3: Double Lz]

Big 15, man walk with it

Any opp boys gettin' targeted

My Bruce too loose and he ain't got screws

Bait 22's, he's barkin' it, clartin' it

Creepin' on volts with the smoke

Hope your bro don't call at him

Snitches and bitches

Broadwater Farm, OFB, we don't harbour it

Tryna catch me an AM with this 410 (Baow, baow)

Who's in our car? No BT and Rendo

Alakazam when the calibre bangs

Chillin' on the L's like death row (Dead, dead)

Pull up on dem and let go

Five seconds gone, you can still hear the echo (Blaow)

We get though, from the get-go (Yo)

Two fat teeth in the smoke like Ghetto

[Verse 4: Bandokay]

(Bando)

Pretty machine, haffi beat it

Even if it's ugly, badman just squeeze it (Baow)

Clean it, G-lock's loud but the dot-dot's screamin' (Screamin')

Yo, Ramz bored him up with no meaning

Him, Junebug, Izzpot tag-teamin' (Splash spot)

Donny got smoked, still breathin'

Caught him offline tryna gut out his feelings (Ayy)

And if it weren't done by Young Frog

Probably Chat Nets, cuzzy or Bumper, yo

Best run when you hear these gunshots

Spin this coupe and I bet all the fun stops (Spin it, spin it)

When a gun cocks, jiggy jiggy on deck

Jiggy jiggy on deck, yeah, she a stunt ucks (Baow, baow)

She wan' come to the T, she don't go to the L

She wan' come to the O where the guns pop

[Verse 5: Abra Cadabra]

I got my browning in South

But she give me stress so I might fly West

She my West ting, nah, she don't give me stress

She can make me feel nice, jiggy jiggy on deck

I got bare gyal 'round, jiggy jiggy on deck

In North London, jiggy jiggy on deck

In East London, jiggy jiggy on deck

But I don't ever slip, got my blicky on kweff

[Chorus: Abra Cadabra]

Ayy, spin this coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)

I just seen somethin' (Rrr)

Shoulda never been in vids and I wouldn’t seen you

It wouldn’t be nothin' (It wouldn't be nothin')

Grr, I wan' squeeze somethin' (Baow)'

Bad man don’t squeeze for nothin' (Nah)

Bad man don’t brandish machine for fun

Man beat big 'matic and make people run (Gang, gang)

You ain't never bust corn, you're a liar (Liar)

None of them pussies are riders (None of them)

All of them tired, sleeping (Sleeping)

When we pull up in the evenin' (Ahh)

Creepin' (Grr, baow, baow)

Families grievin'

[Verse 6: Lowkey]

Every gyal wan' mad up fuh mi

Big bruck back, man bruck off fuh he (Bang, bang)

Mi juggy dem sick, mi rambo pon hip

Dey ready fi rip, thru yuh best drip

Jiggy jiggy 'pon deck

Nuh seh dey hol' two flicky pon dem

Anywhere mi there, big ziggy 'pon deck

Fuck gyal in dem mouth, big wood inna her nek

Wi nuh mek talk, wi nuh mek talk

Rewind di bloodclaat

Push button start, press on the gas fast

Bill up a spliff and tek a two blast

Dem man inna my lane, they better move fast

Ah, who a dem, who a dem?

Reaper, dead dead, wi load di yeng yeng

Try tek man fi fool, I must've fool dem

Man rinse off di clip until di clip end

[Verse 7: Dezzie]

Yo, if she come ugly like Betty

I can't bring her 'round, don't care how petty

Saw the fed on my block with netty

Crash straight back or swing this machete (Ayy, wet him up)

Last glide bro turned him spaghetti

Balaclava, but it came back sweaty (You know, you know)

Farm life, I've always been ready

Get yourself touched, keep your elbows steady (Ayy)

Diddy Bop or Nuh Linga (Woi oi)

Spilt 'nuff juice like Mirinda (You know, you know)

I've got faith in my lead, trigger finger

Bun man's throat like he just ate ginger (Whoosh)

Jiggy jiggy on deck, gyal give neck

OFB surely got a TEC (Woi oi)

You know man haffi mek

Shit den, fek

Baby, let's run up a check (You know, you know)

[Chorus: Abra Cadabra]

Ayy, spin this coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)

I just seen somethin' (Rrr)

Shoulda never been in vids and I wouldn’t seen you

It wouldn’t be nothin' (It wouldn't be nothin')

Grr, I wan' squeeze somethin' (Baow)'

Bad man don’t squeeze for nothin' (Nah)

Bad man don’t brandish machine for fun

Man beat big 'matic and make people run (Gang, gang)

You ain't never bust corn, you're a liar (Liar)

None of them pussies are riders (None of them)

All of them tired, sleeping (Sleeping)

When we pull up in the evenin' (Ahh)

Creepin' (Grr, baow, baow)

Families grievin'

[Outro]

(Rxckson)

(That's RA$H)