Ops

[Intro: Scorcher]

Eh-eh

All these enemies, all these opps

[?]

[Verse 1: Scorcher]

All these enemies, all these opps

We'll see who's dead when the talkin' stops

What you doin' 'round 'ere?

Actin' like you don't know, you can end up dead just 'cah you got lost (Baow)

Quick lunch break when I finish these shots

When I hit up my man, they were pickin' up mops (Yeah)

Won't quite say they were opps

Smile same way when they get in that box (Bye)

Big-big darg, why you so angry? (Angry)

All up in the mixin', anti (Anti)

See him in the field like Santi (Santi)

Man are some panzies, I got gloves on, I bet they won't catch me (Catch me)

Its a new one fresh from the factory (Factory)

I ain't sayin' this shit 'cah it's catchy

If I catch you I might end up in Cat C or B-cat or A-Cat (Yeah)

You ain't ever lost sleep on a stakeout (Never)

I-I-I was in a wokhouse 2019, dreamin' about how I wan' break out

If you get bunned and don't die

Don't move, play dead brudda, stay down

Hit man's ting 'cah they wanna get paid out

If I get knicked? (What), ain't no bail out

[Chorus: Scorcher & Tion Wayne]

All these enemies, all these opps

(Bro, I heard it all before, I heard every single thing you can think of)

We'll see who's dead when the talkin' stops

(This one, that one, he's gonna do this)

All these enemies, all these opps

(Listen, I ain't lost a fuckin' wink of sleep in like ten years)

We'll see who's dead when the talkin' stops, (Maybe fifteen)

Mh-mmm, straight

[Verse 2: Tion Wayne]

Yo, we don't fuck with informers (Ayy)

They get left back like Carlos (Baow)

All my opps Mo Farah

My right hand's in a drug war like Narcos

Them boy ain't got the heart for it (Ah, huh)

Made a mill, might invest all of it

Ayy, Mh-mmm, where my Af ting? Batty look marvellous

All these enemies, fuck my paigons

Get touched, better write no statements

Shavings, glad I bust case on the [?]

Made it out now the road lifetime wasted

Car six figures, drive in slippers, rose white but the inside's all citrus

Mh-mmm, yo, even though I look nice, more time, I'm vicious

Ha-ha-had a likkle pause, got locked

But, I'm still in free flow and they all got boxed

On the road do it with a skeng or get chopped

But, it in the real life when it's all on top

All these enemies, all these opps (Boom, boom), mh-mmm

When I see them real life, all the talkin' stops

[Chorus: Scorcher]

All-all-all these enemies, all these opps

(Bro, I heard it all before, I heard every single thing you can think of)

We'll see who's dead when the talkin' stops

(This one, that one, he's gonna do this)

All these enemies, all these opps

(Listen, I ain't lost a fuckin' wink of sleep in like ten years)

We'll see who's dead when the talkin' stops, (Maybe fifteen)

Straight

[Verse 3: Tion Wayne & Scorcher]

Man are all fake, they pretend

Touch my friend and I'll get crazy for them

Flick game crazy again, brazy again, got it off safety again

Came from the ends

Came in a Benz

Got a white boy and he love spray M&M

Wicked man ting, like Satan on 'em

Do it on sight nigga, fuck waiting for them (Baow, Baow)

Touch my watch, why you wan' get'—? (Duh)

Only thing that the mandem run from are feds

Yo, man that owe me P get kweffed

And she send man cunch with a bundle of pebs

Two packs in the ride, new cats on my line

Man smash that out then back to the 9, like (Mh-mmm)

Two gyal at one time, like (Mh-mmm)

Your gyal, it's not mine (Mh-mmm)

[Chorus: Scorcher]

All-all-all these enemies, all these opps

(Bro, I heard it all before, I heard every single thing you can think of)

We'll see who's dead when the talkin' stops

(This one, that one, he's gonna do this)

All these enemies, all these opps

(Listen, I ain't lost a fuckin' wink of sleep in like ten years)

We'll see who's dead when the talkin' stops, (Maybe fifteen)

Straight

[Outro: Scorcher]

(Wha' you wan' know?)

All these enemies, all these opps

(Go on different bloodclaat ting 'round that there)

We'll see who's dead when the talkin' stops

All these enemies, all these opps

(Every bloodclaat ting)

We'll see who's dead when the talkin' stops

([?], I still pray I could've kill them pussy'ole)