(Park Lane)
Any-, anything green get bun
If you fuck with them get put in my spliff
I'm with Tugga and my 15 inch
Osav close and I swing and ching
And they know what I say is facts
Some violent talk, no lies no fibs (no way)
DV got hit in his ribs
Then he got nicked, you are taking the piss
And she wants to fuck with gang
Can't fuck with them, cah them boy there lame (you know)
Right now I'm Rambo Sneakz
Give me two months I'm Shotty Shane
And I'm with LR or Jayy
Reepz is fresh home, met gang on the Lane
So if they don't run they're brave
Safe, I've never seen a paigon stay
Back my rambo and ching mans chest (ching)
Fish him, dip him, or like DV get bored in your head
On my life, my opps are shit
They don't ride out when their friends turn dead (they don't)
In the Nine, man's taking trips
Bounces Road, trynna creep and kweng
Back it out, slap it out
Make sure that I hit man's head
And they think 'bout him when they chill on the Aves
And they see two man on a ped (haha)
Back it out, slap it out
Make sure that I hit mans head
And they think about him when they chill on the Aves
And they see two man on a ped (two man on a ped)
They don't wanna feel this blade
So, I don't know why they throw them nines
I think I might lose my mind
I'm going crazy, is that an opp in sight?
Tugga, can we go ching them guys?
And make sure your lens get wiped
Go there with Lampz fun
Wheelie, wheelie on a dusty bike
All the verbal is long
We already know that the corn come live
Don't get left cah you didn't get it right
If you ain't with us, get left behind
I linked a bad bih in the Nizz
They don't come Lane, they scared of my sight
I'll go mad and rip my spine
Fuck them yutes and all of their lies
Buck into me, and I'll show you 'bout badness
In the twos where he turned package (bow, bow, bow)
Bun then splash, collateral damage
E1 wants to jump on tracks
He ain't done no drills, how'd they let that happen? (How?)
On the opp block, man's camping
Mad ting, trynna put man in a pampers
You can't fuck with me, I'm a savage
Rise and tan it, this shit's fantastic
We circled the Nine that day
Peddle-bike trips with my mates on a gang ting
You can't talk bad about bro, you're buzzin'
I'll back my blade, I'm not rampin' (ching, ching)
Some violent addicts
Trust me free all the guys in the landing
Free all the guys in the landing
Let me get this off my chest
These Nine boys are gettin' me vexed
They don't do shit but lie in their tracks
And get bored up, man it don't make sense
Joobie really dip 'til it bends
Jigga really out with the skeng
ZT don't ride or glide
He just get's fried, and lie on my friends
Ments cah shh got put in a Benz
I know that broke your heart
But all now they ain't rid for revenge
Ments, Tugga go wipe your lense
I'm with broski on the paigon ends
They don't really wanna buck my guys
If they touch one, I might mind out ten
Aim up high, get smoked like blem