[Intro: Russ SMG & Oboy]
Aigh'
Splash!
Free all the mandem's
Free all the mandem
Ku-ku spartan a Ku, shout out to Harlem, and the side
Free all the mandem, you get me?
Free all the mandem
R.I.P. young boss, you get me?
Fuck with the opps, fuck the opps!
You shout me, niggas know
My cuzzy
Aigh', listen, aigh'
Ching, ching, ching!
Splashy
[Verse 1: Russ SMG]
Got poke, 'nuff pokes, see a mad man
If the door come off, I'm a badman
Take risk 'till my stats too long
Still come, I get man bun
He got splashed, that's another one
Its like holding rooms its fun
He's got splash like a --- one
It's like holding rooms it's fun
Gun lean man, gun lean (Ay)
Got kwengers from that peng side, I do fuckries
Get up close and get ugly
Fuck that flow; it's too dumb
Any perp boy get splashed or bun (Shit)
Shit, creep, creep, creep, hop out (Bboof)
Boot three-man, knee-capped, it's calm you got knee
Splash, split your chest into two
Fam, check the scores, you dumb yute
Just come out your house for two
Big on the block but I can't see you
Blazing the rocks, you–
Six in the spin but I just need two
Beefing who? Russ don't know you
Ratted, what a deluded guy
Or like fuck off metals and I
You think I lie? Beg you come try
Dip that mum, tell your son goodbye
Yin-Yang him– burst and let it fly
Two packs in a row, two packs in a row
Splash boys get dough
Two packs in a row, two packs in a row
Splash boys get dough
Holy moly
One more kill, get UAV
Fuck them jakes; they can't see me
Only ten toes from the PC
Splash
Splash a gyal–
Step
Air out the blood clot scene
Man try leg it, but he got sweeped
L-O-L, what a damn neek
Get, splash from head to his knees
Get, back I know it just me
Russ with the Russ, you know the recipe
Taze, blade him up or just squeeze
Mage, splash your gyal and make P's
Straight, bash man up so don't speak
Splash maintain the guy and that's me
We run Lewie, they can't compete (Splash)
Splash, splash, smash up a neek
Trap and splash all week
Russ with the Russ
Love a gyal with nice feet
Dip down the braid and skeet
Gerry and Carey out on my ones
'Der too shook so they won't come
Get splashy, splashy, they run
Tell a man, 'dem come to my gaff, get bun
Shit, bun out ya' babies lips
Shit, chatty patties like chips
Get-get off my name, you bitch
Four blades and out, now I see rib
Gruesome, this shit ain't for no kids
Eighteen plus; X-rated
In jail, no blade, bust faces
No evidence, bustin' cases
Splash!
[Verse 2: Oboy]
All of them are guap, right now (Now)
If I see a opp right now
Know that the opps gettin' got right now
Blade in and out blade in and out man's top
Ching, ching, suttin' get dropped
Ten toes with Bis
Patrolling the block
The block's on lock
Kuku killers
Harlem Spartans realist
Man don't talk man; man drill it
Bare man run, I swear down, bare man run
Look, bro, that one's tripping
I can never lack
Truss me; I can never lack
With my Rambo, I'm different
Kennington blocks, you can't step 'round 'ere
Trust me my block's different
Like how many ashes are we gonna smash?
How opp boys are we gonna whack?
Them man there watch my beef
My gang my Kuku, Kuku bop
With the 'ting gon' to the Brix and back
My guy told man
Please don't sleep on man
Oboy's wash, Oboy's whack
None of them boys can't give me no chat
We squeeze them first, they ain't squeezing back
We splash man first, don't splash man back
'Dem man runners
'Dem man hiders
So I ain't wasting my time on man
Say that they bang
Say that they run man down
Why you trying to lie on man?
Free up SA, free up gang
Free up JoJo, free up Sav
Free up Marz and free up Hash
Don't get forget Smoggz, D1 and Loose
Can't forget my bro TG, to
I don't give a fuck, who's who
Like Taze said, man, shoot, shoot
Tie him up, put him in the boot, boot
Know we ain't living no loose clues
G splash, he's so wild
He's so rude, he's so rude
Suttin's coming like Gouk
We're coming for your olders too
Ayy, are you mad? Are you fucking mad? (Ay, ay, ay, ay)
Remember that day when your olders blew?
Man'll get pissed
Spartan, the 'Ku
Splash, my fuckin' niggas, niggas know
Niggas know
Are you mad?
Ay, let's it–
PART 2
[Intro: Taze & Russ]
Ay
Oi, splash
Oi, blow!
Gang
Free all the mandem, free all the guys
Free the mandem
Greasy, greasy
Free Liquez, RIP YB, free Nutcase, and Young Boss, free Major
Real shit
You feel me?
Eh? Mad
Ku...
[Verse 1: Taze]
Ay, uh, greasy, greasy, easy
Step out the yard, man squeezy
My ting bad, badder than yours
Might just bruck up a gyal like Ri-Ri (fuck that bitch)
Meaty, got a connect like BT
You're grub coming in medi'
Call for the amm, but I bruck up the man cah' the coleslaw cheesy, greasy
Ain't scared of 'dem pricks, I rate her
'Cause she puts up our pics
It is us that gives the girls licks
They Facetime love and Netflix
Chicks, run, clearance (uugh)
Back the dots out at parents (uugh)
Finish anyone starin' cah they might get my appearance
Agh, wait, dem man chat to the cops and you're a snitch if you rate them
Wait, dem bitch there give top, you're prick if you dare them
Dem boy babies, trickle like nursery
I was in the trap, no waitin' on Bursley
Russ, dat boy Hermes, cause the yute is like Germany, early
Dat boy got suttin' in his dick
Ride out suttin' big on his bricks
They get got and scream out like Tich (Ay, splash, ay)
[Verse 2: Russ]
Fuck the trapstar they love copper
Pocket rocket, party popper
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