| Break down hoods that come like scooby |
| Shout free gang my drillers loopey |
| Slap of corn go pack and groupies |
| Catch me boppin wi my swammy |
| Extra sweats that come in handy |
| Wan chat bout chatty hatty dem man training to be athletes |
| Bin long in hoopties |
| Man can’t tell me bout violence |
| I ain’t going down like a punk |
| So i back my hammer and trident |
| Dem boy there fragile |
| Even if you move there frightened |
| And id put it in my mums life |
| Every time ive been nicked i stayed silent |
| Niggas tried slide on the beat |
| And we turned them round at the entrance |
| They must off thought that we lie when we rapping |
| And them bitch niggas hopping over fences |
| 31s trynna screw wi the whistle |
| When he’s sorting out the teeth like a dentist |
| And i’m on probation wi my skeng and my PO said i’ve been splended |
| Know i ant bin giving out freebies |
| Bitch ya better have my money like re re |
| It’s lack that the gang can’t handle |
| K cheifed up hit him wi the rambo |
| He just ripped the tag of his ancle |
| Venomas snakes watch out for the vermin |
| Bando bare jabs feels burning |
| I turned light then dark in the sterling |
| Two runners got the kit kats twerking |
| Why are you talking bout guns you ain’t got none |
| Even back in 013 you was on one |
| You was baking on the trap wi the long one |
| Then i got a bag wi the sweats for the shotgun |
| Talk about 30 #authentic |
| Now everywhere i go i get mentioned |
| I won’t lie that’s not what i expected |
| I’m trynna cop a big mac 11 extended |
| Im trynna get to the top like icin |
| Long 27 inch sword like a viking |
| Gun shots that shits exiting |
| I don’t mind little d loves riding |
| Like where dey doe |
| Where dey at |
| Where dees pussios hiding |
| And if i ever catch man slipping in the B better do what i say like simon |