[Intro]
Wait, that's Sapphire Beatsz
5ive Music
[Chorus]
Talk on my name, get smoked
I'll do man dirty and burn my clothes (Burn that)
I'll bang on the opps in jail just like I was banging on the opps on road (Always)
Do it and dash my phones, get round there tryna take mans soul (Where they at?)
And if it weren't me or C1 that bunned him, it was probably YS and Locz (Bubush)
Talk on my name, get smoked
I'll do man dirty and burn my clothes (Burn that)
I'll bang on the opps in jail just like I was banging on the opps on road (Always)
Do it and dash my phones, get round there tryna take mans soul (Where they at, where they at?)
And if it weren't me or C1 that bunned him, it was probably YS and Locz (Bubush)
[Verse 1]
How them punks act bad when they ain't on piss? (Fuck 'em)
I'm way too rude 'cah I really don't rate them pricks (No I don't)
Draw me out and I'm taking trips
Like I said you won't take that risk
My team do drills, that's word to my mother (On my life, on my life)
We the ones that turn up the borough
7 hunna (Yeah), you know what we did last summer (Niggas know)
The beef got peak and the opps got-got (Where they at, where they at?)
And how many guys got shot? (How many?)
Got the other side nervous, don't wanna chill on their block
Shit's hot and I ain't talking about feds (Nah)
You'll see gang pull up on peds
When I hop out the dinger, I'm seeing legs, when all I wanna see is flesh (Where they at?)
We got London shaking (Shaking)
Even the opps they're rating
They must be (They are), how many guys got duppied? (How many?)
Like, really? (Really?)
Fuck the opps, free Siri (Free him up)
More time I'm riding, yeah, I'm way to itchy
We run this city
Comfy on the 6th, like Drizzy, you dig me? (Comfy)
No lacking, well known for the crashing
Anywhere I'll slap it (Bubush)
That's standard
I'm a walking hazard
I won't talk, I'll blam him (Bow, bow)
Wood Gaza or nuttin', that's gang, my brothers
For dem you could hold a dozen (Hella bells)
And these bells will done him
And these bells come big like onions (Bow)
It's smokey settings, my nigga C1 said it (Free C, free C)
Miss Dimpz, he a legend
Disrespect, that's shellings
No wap, I'll chef him
Put the blade where his neck is
That's another pack pending (Another one)
Niggas know about gang
And this beef ain't ending (No way)
And this beef ain't ending (No way)
And if I said it, I meant it
Wait, that's Sapphire Beatsz
5ive Music
[Chorus]
Talk on my name, get smoked
I'll do man dirty and burn my clothes (Burn that)
I'll bang on the opps in jail just like I was banging on the opps on road (Always)
Do it and dash my phones, get round there tryna take mans soul (Where they at?)
And if it weren't me or C1 that bunned him, it was probably YS and Locz (Bubush)
Talk on my name, get smoked
I'll do man dirty and burn my clothes (Burn that)
I'll bang on the opps in jail just like I was banging on the opps on road (Always)
Do it and dash my phones, get round there tryna take mans soul (Where they at, where they at?)
And if it weren't me or C1 that bunned him, it was probably YS and Locz (Bubush)
[Verse 1]
How them punks act bad when they ain't on piss? (Fuck 'em)
I'm way too rude 'cah I really don't rate them pricks (No I don't)
Draw me out and I'm taking trips
Like I said you won't take that risk
My team do drills, that's word to my mother (On my life, on my life)
We the ones that turn up the borough
7 hunna (Yeah), you know what we did last summer (Niggas know)
The beef got peak and the opps got-got (Where they at, where they at?)
And how many guys got shot? (How many?)
Got the other side nervous, don't wanna chill on their block
Shit's hot and I ain't talking about feds (Nah)
You'll see gang pull up on peds
When I hop out the dinger, I'm seeing legs, when all I wanna see is flesh (Where they at?)
We got London shaking (Shaking)
Even the opps they're rating
They must be (They are), how many guys got duppied? (How many?)
Like, really? (Really?)
Fuck the opps, free Siri (Free him up)
More time I'm riding, yeah, I'm way to itchy
We run this city
Comfy on the 6th, like Drizzy, you dig me? (Comfy)
No lacking, well known for the crashing
Anywhere I'll slap it (Bubush)
That's standard
I'm a walking hazard
I won't talk, I'll blam him (Bow, bow)
Wood Gaza or nuttin', that's gang, my brothers
For dem you could hold a dozen (Hella bells)
And these bells will done him
And these bells come big like onions (Bow)
It's smokey settings, my nigga C1 said it (Free C, free C)
Miss Dimpz, he a legend
Disrespect, that's shellings
No wap, I'll chef him
Put the blade where his neck is
That's another pack pending (Another one)
Niggas know about gang
And this beef ain't ending (No way)
And this beef ain't ending (No way)
And if I said it, I meant it
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