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[Intro: Booter Bee & Producer Tag]

(Slay Products)

Did a 4-2-2 on porridge

I stepped out the can, they know I'm a problem

You-You can go ask the feds about us, man

Cheffed up bare guys, slapped up 'nough man

They know I've been selling 'em pebs

Got cats walkin' from Dolten up to F-Town

Me-Me in the front seat, 2 in the bruck back, M in the back seat loadin' the pump akh

You don't wanna see man hop out (You-You don't wanna see man hop out)

[Chorus]

There man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back

Live corn slap (Bow)

We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)

Thousand bells in this Tesco bag

Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat

Now I'm round therе where the paigons hang

Thеre man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back

Live corn slap (Bow)

We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)

Thousand bells in this Tesco bag

Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat

Now I'm round there where the paigons hang (Where they at?)

[Verse 1]

Where these paigons at, me and GR have been lookin' for hours

If I'm not servin' Antics auntie

Then I'm Uptop givin' shotgun showers (rrrah)

I've been billin' up yutes with pellets (Bow)

PMan said he's not involved, didn't even finish his sentence

Grab him, fold him, wet him, wet him

I've left man stressed out, neck-neck shot, belly shot and I've chinged his chest out

Yo, if it's not glides with my skeng out, then I'm in Steve's house chopping 'em Z's down (Chop that)

They know I've been sellin' 'em pebs, got cats walkin' from Dolten up to F-Town

Rise the 12 gauge, put the 10+10 down

Hell break loose if I pocket (mad)

Did a 4-2-2 on porridge, I stepped out the can, they know I'm a problem

Talk is cheap but theirs is gonna cost them

Shankings, bootings, ride-outs often

Step in the 2, two rambos boppin', their boss got caught and splashed while joggin'

Civilians shoutin', screamin' "Stop it" I ran back home got my kitchen polished

[Chorus]

There man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back

Live corn slap (Bow)

We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)

Thousand bells in this Tesco bag

Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat

Now I'm round there where the paigons hang

There man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back

Live corn slap (Bow)

We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)

Thousand bells in this Tesco bag

Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat

Now I'm round there where the paigons hang

[Verse 2]

Anytime I find where they hangin' out, it's bullets I'm handin' out

Man down, Man down when were banging rounds

Try stand his ground so I slapped him down (Bow)

Petty that whip, head back to the block, I'd be ashamed if I shot me a leg

2-2 out of 3 I've hit head-top, try X that off when I let that pop

You can go ask the feds about us, che-cheffed up bare guys slapped at 'nuff man

Me in the front seat, 2 in the bruck back, M in the back seat, loadin' the pump akh

You don't wanna see man hop out (You don't)

All you'll hear is screamin' and gunshots (Bow!)

We got so much waps on the F (On the F)

You would've thought that we burgled the gunshop

He got chopped like buj and jumped off, till this day why is he talking shit

They mash work but the difference is, when we mash work, having them calling pigs

Don't ring man's phone about sorting it, when I catch that yute on his morning shift

Pull to the side got hands on the .9, I'ma fly out the ride and corn his wig

[Chorus]

There man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back

Live corn slap (Bow)

We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)

Thousand bells in this Tesco bag

Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat

Now I'm round there where the paigons hang

There man try shoot at me with their blanks, I'm shootin' back

Live corn slap (Bow)

We turned Birkby into target practice, come man go just to test this mash (Let's go)

Thousand bells in this Tesco bag

Fling-Fling this corn at the paigon batch, just got a drop of a paigon yat

Now I'm round there where the paigons hang

[Outro]

(Slay Productions)