Crib Session

Beat I

[Intro]

M1OnTheBeat

MKThePlug

M1OnTheBeat

MKThePlug

TeeWizz

[Verse 1: Digga D]

3-piece in a bag, Kentucky

ST and Banks went live so I got round instantly with the brucky

Them boy try run, let off two from the drum

But they never caught none, they're lucky

Press on hammers, I ain't got no manners

His baby mum gave me ucky (Bitch)

I swear that Anti got chinged (Ching)

Gwopz, ST, AD and Tugz and both of them pussyhole twins

Lightskin made Young TeeWizz swim (Come on)

Opp block settings, on violent things

I'm going equipped, peds and whips, hand on hips

If Jeezy tripped then he would've been pissed

If Jeezy tripped then he would've got dipped (Calvin)

Creepz tried draw me out when I was locked in jail

Is he fucking dumb? (Solly)

How can his bredrin shoot up his yard and nearly murder his mum? (Some dickhead)

That happened a few months back

And what has he fucking done?

He's wearing General's trackie in Trap Goes Dead

He's a fucking bum

[Chorus: Digga D]

Who them man tryna draw out? (Who?)

Could never be me

The last time I saw him, his chest got bored out

I dipped like four of them neeks

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees

Who them man tryna draw out? (Who)

Could never be me

The last time I saw him, his chest got bored out

I dipped like four of them neeks

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees (Like loud)

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees (Gang)

[Verse 2: Sav'O]

When I shank man up, man tear through guts

Man, I stab for the kill

These niggas keep talking my name

This shit's about to get real (Real)

Wet man down til his heartbeat stops

JS, I ain't got no chill (1011)

1011 on volts, us man make bands and us man drill (Drillers)

Remember that day? It was me, ZK, TY and my bro, Loose1 (GAS Gang)

Jump out the whip, man try run

I caught him and I chinged that punk (Dickhead)

Talk on my name, them boy there gay

I fucked man's baby mum (Normal)

Any estate, back that blade

Bro know how to dip man's lungs

Jail two times, on the wing with the gang

Back that rambz, Creepz Sav done dashed

Back that pole, ST got whacked

And I stepped in a rave and a man got splashed (Some dickhead)

Niggas think they can beef me

Ducked down Longz and I ducked down Jeezy

Young Rev ran two times, he's neeky

All the opp thots are mad too needy (Some badders)

Peng gyal on man from kway

Man dick that down til I'm feeling pleased (Uh huh)

Bros dem been hitting stains (Mhm)

My bros, dem trap in the streets (Normal)

Get caught by four of their dons and we all gave them four, then I made 16 (Ching)

Still got gloves and ballies on faces when we go Bush McD's (Some dickhead)

[Chorus: Digga D]

Who them man tryna draw out? (What?)

Could never be me

The last time I saw him, his chest got bored out

I dipped like four of them neeks

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees (Like ‘low it)

Who them man tryna draw out? (Me?)

Could never be me

The last time I saw him, his chest got bored out

I dipped like four of them neeks

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees (Like ‘low it)

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees

[Verse 3: Horrid1]

Niggas know that I'm back

You want Kim Kardash? Yeah bro, I can get that (Bow)

Man back out the mash and make your car dash

Man know I'll press that (Skrr)

Jakes had man in Wano and Scrubs, that's a minor setback (It's calm)

Back that dots, aim that high

Live-O, man press that (Bow)

Man try say that I run with my sword

Is he fucking dumb?

Run up in the shop and chopped my man

And he went and snitched to his mum (Remz)

All this talk on my name

How many times have I made you run? (Sorry)

TeeWizz got splashed and died, and I don't feel sorry for his mum (Wizz)

[Chorus: Digga D]

Who them man tryna draw out? (What?)

Could never be me

The last time I saw him, his chest got bored out

I dipped like four of them neeks

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees (Like ‘low it)

Who them man tryna draw out? (Me?)

Could never be me

The last time I saw him, his chest got bored out

I dipped like four of them neeks

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees (Like ‘low it)

I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans

Man get smoked like trees

Beat II

[Verse 4: Sav'O]

Heard there's jakes in the P but I'm still hitting corn with the ramz on my hip

TY got the drop on the opps so we slide 'round there let me ching that prick

Smashed down packs in the ends in my ding-dong swerve and I dodged that quick

'Been in the glide from young, man back my ramz and I made man swim (Swim)

Us man ain't like them man, we don't lie 'bout the things that happened

One yute spoke shit on Insta, one week later he got himself splattered (Ching)

Man love chat for their broskis, WorkRate, tell me the work that you mashin'

Get man down on the mains [?] don't care 'bout a splashin'

We do things that they wish they did

Man try run off and still got chinged

Free all the guys locked up on the wing

Young Remz got splashed and he went and snitched

Them man snitch to jakes and still bang, like, that could never be my gang

Get 'round there 2 peds 4 men, man lurk 'round there and they hide in flats

[Verse 5: TY]

All my niggas there them active, we got guns and whippin' up yola

Same day little bro got cheffed, same day I slapped 2 rambos in that motor

I bussed my man's head open it would've 'been peak if I had my soaker

If I back my flick on an opp, aim for the face or the chest no lower

Me and JSav on the ride see an opp in the glide that's a non-stop poking

I'm on the way back to the ends from the opp block did a man dirty like [?]

You can get yourself whacked out on the mains for talkin' that shit on my bro'nem

Like, all of this snow in the kitchen, got me like "Yo dog" it's lookin' like Polar

Let me make this one clear

Bullets just missed on air

Sav12's mom nearly got wigged and he ain't on my man, that shit's so weird

Diss TeeWizz and you might get bun, but no-ones 'been bun 'round here

Tables turn I would've 'been in your' hood with that 4 door whip in gears (Skrr)

[Verse 6: Sini Sayso]

Take a man's things and cut, never will I run that back

And the feds wanna' took 'nuff G-s off the roads so I know that them opps are happs'

Ice touched wing moving horrid, little bro, he's all so gassed

How many times have I done poured juice and now I trynna' break and buy some waps

And they say it's all fun and games, 'till they see bloodstains and a man got whacked

I know about losses and winnings, I put my pain in my rap

If them man are going all timid, then you know they can't roll with the gang

Cah' out on the field it's different, shit doesn't always go to the plan

I'm out late night on bikes from early, 'been baggin' up late nights and the morning

Interview room I should've said "No comment", but instead I said "I was touring"

Free my nigga Striker locked in the can, but there's still a couple man that's out here scorin'

Trynna' do with all the roadside politics, got me feelin' like I'm Jeremy Corbyn

Sini Sayso don't say much, Kojo Funds ish, man I'm done talking

More time I step with a dipper on me, cuz' these yutes get too big for their' Jordans

I know some gunners that will never walk alone, cah' they drop man like [?]

And bro used to love get busy with the chrome, but it's fucked cah' they got him deported

[Verse 7: Loose1]

Now let me get back to the trap

More time I just mish and mash

Reloadin' a pack, get it gone then dap

Man get splashed for thinkin' they bad

'Nuff time I jumped out whips and they dashed

They trip up, fall and get stabbed

Why you think shh shh got splashed?

Why you think shh shh got splashed?

HD, Horrid1 that's bro

One hand on the ped, one hand on the pole

R.I.P he was way too slow

That means rest in piss, in case you didn't know

I gotta' get rid of this crow, don't care if it's rain, sunny or snow

Get that pack all ghost, then it's opp block settings up O

125 or 3 double 0, can't tell me 'bout ridin', cah' I know 'bout smoke

Trip that guy, slip up, get poked

Gang gang, fuck Trident, lockin' my bros

#Violence, money and hoes

Bruck it back down cah' we doin' up loads

And I push it on the M on [?] Road

On [?] Road

[Verse 8: MSkum]

Them man love chat, but never get 'round

Score one point, now it's talk of the town

That's why I call them man some clowns

Face on me turning lightskin, ask brown

Phone up Dappz, like let's slide now

Real talk, I'mma tryna leave a opp fouled

Jump out on violence, like boom bow

On the red bricks, man's lurksie

Tryna smoke man like [?]

Bro got a pump, looking all earthy

Dial up Big J cah he's worksie

I'm OJ, I don't play

I'm 12World  with a K

I'll do it broad day, them man just dash off like a race

Them man just dash fast like a horse

Is Skum involved? Of course

Man been outside from young like a whore

Man bring that violence straight to mans door

Don't dive in the beef, that's silly

Man leave tops red like old Trizzy

Man got skengs but dash from the wizzy

And the dotty come long just like mans willy

[Verse 9: Sav'O]

1011 gang, 15 inch when I step, are you mad?

These 12World yutes, they don't fucking bang

Don't score on us and they lie on tracks

Dip man's chest or inject man's belly

Pull up on their' yard and stain their' breadies

We, chinged up their boys already

Caramel gyal on man, too sexy

Pull up on their' block and shank man up

Things and stuff, tear through guts

Nigga you 'ready know that's us

Smash down yutes [?] your' blood

Do it then dust

Dappz just aim for the face, JSav man aim for the lungs

'Been in the glide, 'been in the glide from young

And none of my g-s 'been touched

Beat III

[Verse 10: Horrid1]

They see Horrid1 and they panic

He backed out the mash try slap it

Man ducked him down I still stabbed it

Man know that I'm active

I'm a savage

Back out the rams, man know I do damage

Chef man down the pussy is planking

Bitch, suck my dick I ain't bashing

Dishing out Teewizz packs in the ends

Man bring that gyal from kway to suck off all of my friends

Man been round there on a 1-2 ped

Lying, 3 double 0 instead

Luger bells in the back with the skeng

Free Jaz and Rago, my bros them mense

Caught Longz on the wing and they smashed his head

[Verse 11: Digga D]

Trap mash, get bread, man whip zeds

2 [?] filled up with bissheads

Them man there talking trap, they ain’t seen 10 bags, them niggas some dickheads

Diss T1 and you might get bun, what? Them man there bluffing

How many times have the mandem said "Teewizz" and they ain’t done nothing?

Interview room, feds talking 'bout burners

I got a pending case, 2 attempted murders

Man got lunch, spots in cunch, I just need some workers

10 plus 1 we lurkers

Earners and lurkers, finna' whip that shit, close the curtains

[Verse 12: SkatBoogie]

Grabbed him, got him

Ching, ching, dip-splash, I stabbed him

I bussed case for a madness

A finger on my ring that's magic

We're some violent addicts

The paigons can't manage

Shottys, swords and daggers

Believe me, I'm a savage

They see me in the flesh and vanish

The opp boys, they panic

Run, trip up, drop, get severed

I'll get man down, no ramping

I've been 'round there on a gangting

[Verse 13: TeeRose]

6 man deep, park in the back, you don't wanna' get splattered

Nigga don't lack 'pon road cause you might get your' grown ass captured

LJ got splashed like a bitch, got him down with the gang on a madting

21 holes in the uh, like how you wanna' talk about active?

I [?] stretch that yute, like real talk, man are just baffling

Got bangs in the [?], Shukz also splashed him

It's a mad ting, sad, when I hop out the cab

Get your' bredrin whacked, rude boy get whacked

My 1011 nigga came down for the gang

Run one lap when you see my batch

RL K? I don't know 'bout that

Shout T, shout K, my gang

[Verse 14: Taze]

Goddamn sinner

How many times did I get 'round in that bruck-down bimmer?

Go gorilla, ask my nigga, I'm the olympic chinger

She held my shh, she's realer

Said they want war, I got that car and put my niggas in dingers

Step on your' block, no warning

Tourin' opp blocks since morning

Like somebody haffi get a cornin'

Won't come out your' house, don't force it

[?]

Stand them back, they all in my gang

Like, who's Loose?

One of them spilled that juice

[?] an opp with two shanks

Two big bells not two blanks

On you and your' crew, fam

What you gonna' do, gang?

[?]

Russ my blood, my shugga

I couldn't ride, he would've

Skrr and skudda

Push man, I'm still [?]

Main road rip man's hood up

[Verse 15: Russ Millions]

Opp girls love Russ, always ask for hugs

Ten times three, soon put him in mud

Your' babe's on me cuz I'm wicked and bad

I've been 'round there trynna [?] them mugs

Rock with the dotts, whole block got shake

Your' boy got-got, you're off estate

That's your' guy, why you leave your' mate?

Facetime live, restructure your' face

Tweak on the net 'bout gang, it's calm

Direct shots when I stretch my arm

Shh got drenched three times, oh lard

Burn that off, dishin' out red cards

Wet man's chest, fishin' out man's heart

On point like darts

This car stall, auto go-kart

[?]

Beat IV

[Verse 16: Loose1]

I can do a whole 32 'bout chingings

Tell you 'bout the numerous times

That man have been got with the 15 inches

But I'd rather talk about trap

Straight to the pyrex whipping

Two in a blue in the kitchen

Can't you hear the water drippin'?

Man search and destroy, no COD

Been tryna' score on the opps

Little ZK love itching

On missions, that's holes in tops

I love when I see blood dripping

No fibbings, I'm a dilligent don

Fuck all the chat, opps know what we on

Fuck all the chat, opps know what we on

Fuck all the chat, opps know what we on

[Verse 17: Sav'O]

Step on streets and I pepper down beef

The opps 'dem lie 'bout the score, that's mad

How many times have I been in the glide

And the opps they dash with their shanks in hands

Niggas think they're on this thing

12World niggas lie and they hide in flats

How many times have my broski grabbed that dotts and let that crash?

Let it crash on all of your' friends

Them boy they talk on us but they don't feel safe in the 11 or 10

Man heard there was opps in the ends

I don't step with one, I got two instead

Don't talk on my name, that's dead

I don't ching, that's jokes, that's fucking ments

Free Rackz, that's bro from the wing

Man tear through guts and rip man's skin

Back that dotts on the yute that's flexing

Take off your' watch and your' ring

Niggas love talk on my name

But live in the flesh, they don't say these things

Got rambos and bruckys, opp block settings

Make one of them dissapear

Like, black my blade let him have it

Free Striker, that's bro, he's too savage

How you talking beef with no mashes?

Splashed, in his head, that's brain damage

Talking smoke but don't beat no corn

KaySav, niggas know what he's on

Digga D, ten-toes for the dotts

MSkum on volts, nigga know that's my don

Beat V

[Verse 18: TY]

Man a big man up in this ting

Man I don’t take pattern, man I don’t take chat

One phonecall from the gang

Get 'round there with a wap on the ped

None of these opps wanna' buck me

Spend 4 bills on the whip

It came with tints and I got it off Gumtree

And it came with tints, and I got it off Gumtree

Opps them pissed cah bro went hard in the trap and he spent it on a pumpy

How you talkin' bout when I got chinged

Like I never had 30 man doing cross country

I ain't nuttin' like them

Aim for the chest, not bum cheek

44 long, that's rusty

Digga D clap that once

And since that day man he turn to a gun freak

1011 gang that's normal

I don't wanna hear no chat

You ain't mashed no work in your hood, that's awful

20 man bussed that corner

When I came round your hood on my own in a 4 door

And I ain't on no small talk

Ching ching man down for the gang

And I leave the opp boy's family just mournful

Beat VI

[Verse 19: Sav'O]

Like I fucked that bitch one time, now she think's she's prestige

Bitch don't drop your knickers, I beg you just get on your knees

And the opp boys lie for the fans, like really who you tryna please

Big rambo 'pon my side when I step outside on streets

Like whack my man in his face and he thought I was gonna freeze up

Man better dash off fast, before push bikes pull up

That's me, KaySav, Digga D, and broski MSkum

Dont think twice about tearing skin, man know I don't stunt

Live in the flesh I don't hear that stuff, man know I'm on crud

And if you're talking West London then you must be talking 10 or 11

Paigons act for the net but they ain't on shit, soon learn their lesson

All the lies on my name, it's irrelevant

Yeah I dip man down to a skeleton

Pussyhole dashed off fast, man better run when he sees man stepping

No face no case and leathers

That's your girl, man buss in her mouth

Like free all my guys let's get it

Like free all my guys let's get it, let's get it

Like free all my guys let's get it

[Verse 20: Digga D]

About you got grub, tell my young G jerk him

Get the work gone, 'cah I really put work in

Leathers on with the dotts when I'm lurking

Do what I came to do then I'm skrring

In the ride with bros, man's swerving

Niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning, ain't learning

These niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning

About you got grub, tell my young G jerk him

Get the work gone, 'cah I really put work in

Leathers on with the dotts when I'm lurking

Do what I came to do then I'm skrring

In the ride with bros, man's swerving

Niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning, ain't learning

These niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning

[Verse 21: Horrid1]

Step outside with the rambz I'm mad

Leave man dead up like Richard's dad

The 12 yutes are fucking gay, they lie and scream out that H got jacked

I can never get robbed, are you fucking mad?

And everyone knows what I'm on, so I ain't gotta chat 'pon tracks

I'm one-up, I dont need no gang

You're talking about Huncho's bike, but you didn't tell your friends why

'Cause him and his brother was ducking you down, tryna take away your life

What the fuck is wrong with these guys

They jump on tracks and just lie

Got me sitting here thinking 'why'

Rise up the ting, I'm a ride 10 times

[Verse 22: Digga D]

Chemistry in the kitchen, whip, whip

Turn on the kettle

TT came in a rock, smell that flake, it's smelling like petrol

Feeling safe when I grip that metal, metal

Back it out and move mental

Don't be driving erratic

Before man fling corn in that rental, rental

Who the fuck are you screwing, man

Back out the blade and do him

Wet, wet, wet him up, keep it moving

Mix up, bitches find it amusing

Talk the life I live in my music

I heard them niggas wan' kill me

Bro, come over here and do it

Mummy, mummy knows what I'm doing

And, shit I know she's vexed

Shit, I know she's stressed

She only wants the best, even though Grove is a mess

Blood, we the most on in West

Step with my vest, I ain't tryna be next

Step with my vest, I protect my chest

Step with my vest, I protect my chest

About you got grub, tell my young G jerk him

Get the work gone, 'cah I really put work in

Leathers on with the dotts when I'm lurking

Do what I came to do then I'm skrring

In the ride with bros, man's swerving

Niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning, ain't learning

These niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning

About you got grub, tell my young G jerk him

Get the work gone, 'cah I really put work in

Leathers on with the dotts when I'm lurking

Do what I came to do then I'm skrring

In the ride with bros, man's swerving

Niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning, ain't learning

These niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning

[Verse 23: Sav'O]

Strictly skeleton wettings

Mans aiming up, keep my ramsey tucked

Should’ve seen how man got spreaded

Plus them boy run, them boy cut

Run when they see man stepping

Like man love chat, chat like bitches

No verbal man said it, like no talking get wetted

Plus 8712 some bitches

Plus them boy victims and some snitches

Bro gave them man countless stitches

Like mans can’t come to man’s block

And chill for more than 10 minutes

Bitch I beg you just get on your knees

Like why you gon' remove your knickers?

Big rambo on my side, bitch boy don’t lack I ain’t playing fair

Got hundred man then let’s get it man

Lurk on your block ain’t nobody there

Opps them act for the net

But they ain’t on shit, them man there scared

Like bare of the opps been splashed up

Man go ride for them fucking gems

[Verse 24: MSkum]

Pattern gang who they patterning?

Pull up skrr have them panicking

Pull up skrr like what's happening

See man freeze up like mannequin

Try dash and drop, that's embarrasing

Thought it was Mozart marathon

Double tap, bang the ting

Shells go missing like Madeleine

[Verse 25: Digga D]

Akh, them boy there lie upon tracks

Get round there samurais and waps

JSav put his whole rambz in your hat

Remember that day on the Aves with Skum

Free YF, try fling it in backs

Opps see gang and dash

Skrr, crash, bow, khalas

[Verse 26: ZK]

It came in free, man put it in 1.2 and it done man's dance

Stepped in the rave with a hand on my waist, that's a gunman stance

[?] wear no mask

[?] get 'round there I ain't using a mask

Beat VII

[Verse 27: ZK & Digga D]

Yosh got the roll we skrring

DoubleTap in the back with the German

Clock me an opp, wind down the window

Back out the spinner and burst him

Fucking with me that's curtains

Food get wrapped like turbans

I put bullets in numerous guys

Like, how come the opps ain't learning?

We got bread and got burners

Teewizz got splashed and got murdered

Man get the pack and disperse it

Everything I got man I earned it

If the bridge is weak then I'll burn it

Free Criminal he got birded

That's a L but I know he'll firm it

I was vex when I heard that verdict

Chef, chef, swim, dip man down, make him drown in his blood

Knock, knock, boom, never left that trap till I found that grub

OT trips trying to get some funds

We get bread and invest in guns

Them boy run when we tap them drums

Ching, splash, aim for his lungs

[Verse 28: Sav'O]

Gang lurky that's standard

Four man on two peds, jump off with my shank leave an opp boy splattered

Gyally on me, cause they heard of us

They're like who's that savage?

My bro's them been crashing corn

I don't know for these so called crashers

Got hands on whappers

Back that dots, to the point where you might get smoked

Broski Splash, done step with the shank and more time he's fully on volts

Opps them lying on my name for the clout, they're washed it's a fucking joke

Run man down till he runs out of breath and I dip man down, touch bones

On the opp block ten toes with my bro, like tell me who's the next victim

This rambo here that I'm gripping

It's different, it's about 22 inches

Run man down in their block, backed out my shank make him run from the kitchen

Peng gyal on man, light skin one and I heard it's an opp boy's misses

[Verse 29: JDF]

The opps don't bang, they don't take no risks

One ped, two man, four rambzies

We'll really show you about "ching"

I got love for Splasha, he's a knifeman, in the kitchen he whips

Fly upsah' with the pack, that's 10/10 grub and things

Light job, you're taking the piss

I just got here and they're asking for ticks

Ebony ting wanna' do man

When I get back she gets all of this dick

And if we're talking opp blocks, man's taken trips

Numerous times on the opp block

I bucked jakes, man I had to swerve and dip

[Verse 30: Digga D]

Double wrap crack, double tap straps

Shotgun Shane, no DoubleTap Dappz

I’ve slept in traps and hustled in flats

Boy you ain’t mad, some fraudulent man

We bucked Tiny live in the flesh and he said he weren’t mad, that wraps he flipped it

He said he weren’t on to the mandem but he’s on Dublin so I still dished it

Bro said his light comes better than mine, let’s go compare it, simples

OT trips, I put food in my town like tinsels

Load the brucky with bells, and watch them all run when it jingles

I just got a packet of smoke, but you can hold one, that’s a singles

[Verse 31: JDF]

Racksack on me, that's the 3-5 Rambs or the skeng

If me Luga Vellz and Hunch pull up

Are you really gonna back your friend?

Run a boy down on the mains and we watched them boy just scatter, they're gems

Now it's back to the trap cos the cats keep phoning me for the 10/10 peng

Chest shot, you're pissed, you might just die like Wizz

3 double O, gliding on the 12

Catch a opp boy, man a get chinged

Beat VIII

[Verse 32: JDF]

Big rambz on man when I ride

Or I put a skeng on a ped, like let's take it there on a 125

All them niggas talk tough and bad

But when we turn up they run and hide

With the dotts tryna' make corn crash

Watch a nigga just scatter and dive

And I can use Wizz as an example

Only takes one fatal shot to die

And I won't let the jakes just grab man

I won't allow them to fuck up my grind

Got an ebony ting just slopping

Like pull up your' knickers, you ain't getting by

And the opp boys make me laugh

Cah' they bring their' phones on the glide

Stuck upon the street when I'm making these P-s

Can't believe that I'm beefing these neeks

I got a thrill when I ran down Creepz

12Side man I did it with my g-s

I'm in the bando with a fork the racks

Whip the yola watch the pack just set

Let it dry, slang it down in pebs

And then watch me go fuck up a check

[Verse 33: Digga D]

Look at that chocolate Barbie

I swear that's Remz's aunty

She don't care if I'm beefing her nephew

She still let me slip that dick in her narni

Finesse man's pack, if he comes with weed that's dead like RD

Run man down 'til he runs out of breath and he might just die like Tarabi

I be TT like Cardi, like, who want it with me

I bought this dotty for 6-double-O, but you can hold corn for free

Point 1-2 in the 3-4 scores and the cats them calling me

Last year I got nicked with a 15-inch that went from my hip to my knee

[Verse 34: JDF]

Yeah we the hot topic

Pull up on the 12, that's hot blocking

Come crashing and these boys dropping

Back to the 10 getting profit

I was really up chasing lacag

Tryna double up that profit

While you was in bed

Wrapped up with a thot

I was really on the block

Man I love chase gwuap

Me and Digga D took it to the 12

Man I did it 10 toes with the dots

Man them niggas are bitches

They really love chat like thots

Sweet ebony on me

That bitch, she be giving me slops

[Verse 35: Loose1]

I thank god that this trapphone's ringing

Put P-s to skengs, to bang on these gems

But I still love up-close chingings

Big bro he's whipping whipping

Flick of the wrist got the Samsung ringing

Feds went and locked down the villains

Got me on deep condition

I was all broke and sinning

Got introduced to the kitchen

Too much beef on the streets

How could I not invest in smoke and dingers?

They say that I'm doing a lot

Should be in the box with trappers and drillers

Like, how many man been got on your' block

When I should've been eating dinners?

When I should've been home with mum

Instead I'm outside with smoke in the cut

No DPD but I'm rolling with trucks

Striker on the wing for a 1-2 ching

I just pray that his case gets bussed

I just pray that he comes out of jail

Just got a pack of both in the trap

That's my hands on a lightskin girl

Ammonia whip, the white goes pale

[Outro: Horrid1 & JDF & MSkum]

Free Kizzle

Free Striker

Free Splash

Free Zee

Fuck the opps man, you know the fucking thing

Fuck the paigons, fuck the snitches

TeeWizz smoke

It's that season

Yeah?

Free CJ

Shoutout my Rayners niggas, my SSK niggas

Yeah? Splash, yeah?

You know the fucking thing

Fuck the opps, fuck Northolt aswell, some dickheads

Yeah? He's dead

Get the opps down

Dickhead

Free the mandem, yeah? Boom

Ay, free Drilla

Free CDo

Free Splash, free Striker, free everyone

1011 shit

Fuck the opps, free [?], free KP

You get me?

Free Young Zapps

Free all the gang, you get me?

Free G1

Free everyone

Free the whole 1011, fuck the opps, get me?

Come on, niggas know