Guns Up

You're all listening to the sounds of the BBCC

Bad Boy Chiller Crew

[Chorus]

Yo rude boy, you don't want beef

Four-by-four, times three, blacked-out in Jeeps

Jump out, switch colleague

Gifts get tied, your boy's gotta chop down trees

I'ma bad boy out and out

I said I cast sideways from the roundabout

Whips get ripped, boys hit them licks

When you hear this tune, put your guns up bitch

[Verse 1]

Yo, YZF or a Husqvarna

Beef kicks off but I love the drama

No face, no case when I put my 'clava

Boys gon' ride, where the fuck the Karma?

Yo my guys all action, no talkin'

Big whip, all blacked-out, we chargin'

Bigs up the guy who we shottin'

B slam, be nice, then we floor it

Lines of the cocaine, four-by-four

Some gold chains, drive past fast, strong 'complice

Leather gloves on, that's no trace

No face, no case, just road rage

Three boys in the back and we hit your block

And the boys super quick, don't piss me off

At your back door, I'ma grit the lot

Got the keys from the car and the tractions off

[Chorus]

Yo rude boy, you don't want beef

Four-by-four, times three, blacked-out in Jeeps

Jump out, switch colleague

Gifts get tied, your boy's gotta chop down trees

I'ma bad boy out and out

I said I cast sideways from the roundabout

Whips get ripped, boys hit them licks

When you hear this tune, put your guns up bitch

[Verse 2]

Name brands on my jeans

Drive fast in that Bim, yo police

When I stop and ask where I've been, tell 'em

You can suck on this -

Yo, I be out late night, 'til the daytime

Hit a lick real quick in the A5

Estate life, we drive bait rides

We don't pay fines, we might take lives

You got big whips for them ram raids

Big packs of that dam grade

Big backs when I'm backstage

I got big bikes for them landscapes

Yo, drug likers, cops on watch

Doors get locked then doors get popped

Kens get raided, crops get chopped

Boys go local, boys go notts

[Chorus]

Yo rude boy, you don't want beef

Four-by-four, times three, blast out in Jeeps

Jump out, switch colleague

Gifts get tied, your boy's gotta chop down trees

I'ma bad boy out and out

I said I cast sideways from the roundabout

Whips get ripped, boys hit them licks

When you hear this tune, put your guns up bitch

[Verse 3]

I'm living life bro, get off my back

Everytime I hit the town I go daft

Hit JD, just spent five racks

Shut down shows, made that straight back

Okay, been a bad boy from the get go

Drugs and drink might take toll

I got fuel like petrol, bitch I make go

Free drinks, no dress code

You BBCC, get to know

This time I'm back with a cheque to blow

I've got more damn snow than an eskimo

These big white stripes gonna break your nose

Everytime I hit the club, it goes off

Come try me, get rocked, man's face might pop

Ten, ten, birds on lock

[Chorus]

Yo rude boy, you don't want beef

Four-by-four, times three, blacked-out in Jeeps

Jump out, switch colleague

Gifts get tied, your boy's gotta chop down trees

I'ma bad boy out and out

I said I cast sideways from the roundabout

Whips get ripped, boys hit them licks

When you hear this tune, put your guns up bitch