Yo, you already know who it is, Abzsav
Are ya listenin'?
Apparently Northolt yutes are tired
Twenty-four hours, two got dropped
They expired, astaghfirullah
Aye, give it up for that one
Gang shit, aye?
You talk badness, come and back your chat (Blaa, blaa, blaa)
Who put the 6 on the map?
Me, my batch and my nank (Gang)
A million views, what the fuck is that?
My darg still stuck in the trap
And he can't relax 'til he flips that package
Or we're on the opp block with xabads
Like a foy more, we ain't double tappin'
Or we're on the opp block with xabads (Bow, bow)
Like a foy more, we ain't double tappin' (Bow, bow)
You can gеt bored like Triggz or 6ix
Can't lie, that list is long (Hahah)
Or you can gеt bored like Abz or Will
Maybe I could finish this song (Maybe)
Man stepped on a one, he got hit with a chong
That's Triggz's cousin, I'll claim that one
If I back that nank, no bluffin'
Guaranteed that it came back with blood (Wallahi)
If my dargies slap on rubbers
Three, four ramz and at least one gun (At least)
Wizz's world, no manners
You know the gangdem come way too blunt (R.I.P bro)
Workrate with the stainless hazard
Me, I been known for numerous stabbings
The first gun that I slapped was a rifle
Week prior, left Triggz in the aisle
Just got nicked for the mad ting
Hope and pray it don't make it to trial
These niggas wan' talk 'bout shotguns
But shotguns, for us, that's standard
Heard there's a mash for sale
Pay full price, go halves with the mandem
And you know that the mandem will
'Cah you know that the mandem drill
Got a rusty one for a stainless
If I don't kill him, the tetanus will
Free my bro, hope he gets appeal
Opps them know how to cut through hills
Still put trust in my stainless steel
If I can't do it, my stainless will
Just got a drop on a opp and I had no shank, so I hit up Poundland
Just know my shank got sauced
My man nearly died for only a pound, fam
Budget drills
What you know about the budget drills?
Did I even draw for my shank?
So why's he jumping over Pizza Hut tills?
Phone calls when I send that text
But the cats don't moan 'cah they say I'm a bruck
I done it on foot and I done it on bike
And I held that .9 and beat that brucks
Cats can't hang in the bando
G in the T or fiends and I ran through lumps
Ran through B and the cat be a teeth
So he can't stay in the white house like Trump
No A&E for a IOU
Bro's slidin' through and I'm riding too
Like ride on who? 2
When I ride on you, we'll slide and shoot, you can die in blue (Hahah)
Loud bang and their heartbeat stops
Hand ting and it came in cocked, pop
Telling opp boys, "Don't move"
But they just don't listen, they still dart off
He thought he could run, dash way
Now he's flavours sat in a ashtray
Don't think twice how the paigons feel
'Cah their friend got killed bro that way (Hahah)
Got sweet ones throwing up 5
And pouring up juice when the opp boy died
And I won't commentate like Clive
Two gone in a day and it feels so right
Everybody talks that talk, don't walk it (Chatters)
How many yutes held borings? (Yinged)
Me and gang well known for riding, scoring
When they don't ride back it's boring (Where they at?)
In the trap it's stuffed 'cah I lost one bell
That one coulda sent him hell (Jahannam)
Free gang on the wing just touring
That's Hider, Scrubs or Felts
Opp block. I done it in slippers
Old school days, I done it in kickers
Me and Emz were certified chingers
Inject and twist, we put it in livers
See me and they lose their hiccups
I can tell 'cah their pants got lif' up
Two in the blue on my Z
I'mma go see G packs like I done sit ups
If there ain't no ride, I'll bop it
Spin it, pull it and twist it
New mash on sale, we'll cop that
Or two shanks like CoD on ballistic
Hands high, but I don't do stick ups
They say that we're sick, not twisted
No caller, I might not pick up
'Cah the feds stay clued and listenin'
Fumez The Engineer
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