Chess Piece

[Verse 1: RIL]

Main road in vapors

Man max out the talent and flip up the script so we talk about gators

Front and back of papers

Cages

Getting catched, no data

Acting my act like Fater

Them man's living in fear, that's greater

Bro aunt just come like [?] as an OG skater

Count my cheddar

This brother want to talk about pressure

Can't relate, still g, any weather

And I say 'Run from Queen' from the ladder

One call from the sticks

Still won't call from the leaves and branches

Decent summarized tricks

And my bags ain't coming in clips

Right now, I got the private spot

Girl wanna wine and kotch

If she whine too much, she comе out like Poch

Can't make too many moves, no prof

All about action, nеver on stop

Never on pause

We just affecting cause

All of the pagans dem considering chat before starting war

I don't want to kick down doors

More time the grass stay green, no lawn

Chick game with a two-piece, outdoors

Bro just lit up a spliff two draws

Bro just frass up and link two jawns

It's the crack of dawn

Wait, I'll just weigh up the opps and options, no-one on piss and corn

[Chorus: RIL]

Attack and slap man's headpiece

Make a man zig and zag like chess piece

From kway been labeled a bad breed

Opps dem gotta hold corn no pasty

Mashing the work out gladly

'Cause shit just had to get done and I got to make runs like Sully and Ashley

Make runs like Sully and Ashley

Attack and slap man's headpiece

Make a man zig and zag like chess piece

From kway been labeled a bad breed

Opps dem gotta hold corn no pasty

Mashing the work out gladly

'Cause shit just had to get done and I got to make runs like Sully and Ashley

Make runs like Sully and Ashley

[Verse 2: KayyKayy]

I can never go like dem man

Put it on bro that I keep my pole

You ain't never sunned, held snow, held snow

Man step in the field tryna score that goal

I stepped in the dews with O

I chinged his bruce, now he's moving slow

Can't name me a time that I backed my phone

Act for the Snap then you get turned pro

Yo, we got the opps on ropes

Sinsquad step drench man, who's next

I scraped man's flesh til I see man's bones

Whoa, he said, "Allow me bro"

I laughed out loud when I ripped his coat

Shoutout Mr .9 and 11

They're real goats

Since they got chinged, the whole block's been ghost

This browning peng was my favourite

Now acts cause she's a fan of the neighbours

I love when she threw it back and screamed K1

While I beat and tamed it

One hand on the bottle, one hand on the neck

Now the whole room shaking

Got a lightie from kway back, I still rate it

Summoned 'cause she never could take it

They don't know who got the whole hood baking

Gang done got down shh, shh, shh, shh, its amazing

This black one never took aiming

Bro slapped that still hits where your face is

Shout the hitter that clutched on the spinner

And folks started revving on the pavement

Slapped that mash till he got left brainless

[Chorus: RIL]

Attack and slap man's headpiece

Make a man zig and zag like chess piece

From kway been labeled a bad breed

Opps dem gotta hold corn no pasty

Mashing the work out gladly

'Cause shit just had to get done and I got to make runs like Sully and Ashley

Make runs like Sully and Ashley

Attack and slap man's headpiece

Make a man zig and zag like chess piece

From kway been labeled a bad breed

Opps dem gotta hold corn no pasty

Mashing the work out gladly

'Cause shit just had to get done and I got to make runs like Sully and Ashley

Make runs like Sully and Ashley