Rise and Ride Harlem Spartans (Ft. OnDrills, SA (HS) & SD (Harlem Spartans))

[Hook: SD]
Spartans rise and ride
Dot-dots, spin-spins, we're known for splashin' up guys
Still mish-mash, trap mash, peddle packs with the longest knives
Bands and violence, still beat Trident
Locked too many of mine, four man dropped and they don’t ride
Spartans rise and ride
Dot-dots, spin-spins, we're known for splashin' up guys
Still mish-mash, trap mash, peddle packs with the longest knives
Bands and violence, still beat Trident
Locked too many of mine, four man dropped and they don’t ride

[Verse 1: OnDrills]
If I pull up and crash, I’m tryna hit his hat and then dash
Sawn-off dots off dirty waps, .38 spins and .32s backs
Them man fags, seen man trip up, get up and dash
Opps see me and they say “Oh shit”
Pushin' their friends and doin' up sprint
No shank in my hand, still duck down pricks
When I catch them, mums life they’re pissed
Fuck, you should’ve seen the way he tripped
Got swiped and splash and he ain’t done shit
Nearly smoked his mum and he ain’t done piss
Get 'round 'dere, flick knives or fists
Crash Gang what? They ain’t on piss
Free MizOrMac, still doin' up ching
Step backroads, got hands on things
Opps see gang and they’re doin' up sprint
Grip this blade and push it all in
Was it me or Mac? See you don’t know a thing
SA and Dan, 'dem man like twins
Free everyone that’s locked in the bin
If I break this spinner, I’ll tap it at heads
Break this Rambo, put it in chests
That’s me or Splash gonna do out his chest
Bruck that pack and put it in 8s
Might bruck that down and put it in zeds
Tryna ching man down and put him to rest
Ask them opps why they're always vexed
'Cause we ching their friends and they don’t ever step