[Intro]
Free all the guys that are locked
And free the opps so they can drop
AG
Throw up a five, get bored
I have to charge myself up
Traphouse Mob
[Pre-Chorus]
This ZK strong, it's also long
This .44 long could kill King Kong
Buy ding-dong, put new plates on
Let's do this right and do man wrong
Think you're bad, 'til you buck AG
Now your mates on snap like, "The good die young"
Bro just break, like, "Who's that don?“
Pop that doors and the chase is on
[Verse]
Knife work sick, it had man coughing
Carved out his mouth like zombies got him
When we ride, get put in a coffin
Forty got me coughing
Don't get caught in a late night bopping
Four door pull up, three doors popping
Jump out gang, ten heartbeats dropping
Get that drop and someone's droppin'
Right now don't run, but he's not stopping
They must feel cah they don't listen
Try say stop, but I kept chopping
That's when instant karma hit him (That's karma)
Drive it kway, then petrol bomb it
Wash this blade in a bando kitchen
[?], then go do shopping
Cah got them wet from all this fishing
Jump out, drill for real
Cah they don't hear so they must feel
Splash that, back to the bando, chill
Then wash these stains off stainless steel (No cap)
No cap, I drill for real
Just go ask Lebz how the ZK feel
Call me Jack, my shank is Jill
I'm tryna chase nut nut up this hill
Do this drill, we're skilled
The gang got K's and attempted kills
Rise that wap and pop mans cap
That boy was gassed, and we left him still (Oh shit)
They start giving verbal abuse
It gets me mad so I do what I do
Grab my shank and put it to use
And hope that a yute get put in a zoot
No more sauce so bro got kitchen
One might snap, so he came with two
We do things they claim they do
He wanted fame, got put in the news
One got shaved, we ducked down two
He's asking Reckz where the fuck was you? (Where was he?)
Riding's risky like Biscy
Still did it again and turn man history (Lesson)
Get that drop then get round quickly
Dig up properly, wet my mindy
Who got Mizz, that shit is a mystery (I don't know)
Man do these drills with elegance
The feds so stressed, can't find no evidence
Heard the opp boys tryna give intelligence
Cah the AG's keep on wettin' them (AG)
Cah the AG's keep on gettin' them (AG)
Ay, pass that CC pack
Ay, fuck it, let me go back in
I'm way to charged, ain't got no heart
But I'm still tryna stop it beating
Chestshot, ching, tryna stop mans breathing
Headshot, ching, tryna stop man speaking
He tried back out his shank and shout
We chinged him down, he wouldn't stop screaming
Shh done bait, so it's place and keep it, clean it
Bleach my blade then repeat it
Seeking, need me a plug for a 9's
Cah beef fam needs it we're still two feet in
Still got things that hold two sweets in
And hold like two times three in
You can never tell me nothing
If I back out the two three in
Free all the guys that are locked
And free the opps so they can drop
AG
Throw up a five, get bored
I have to charge myself up
Traphouse Mob
[Pre-Chorus]
This ZK strong, it's also long
This .44 long could kill King Kong
Buy ding-dong, put new plates on
Let's do this right and do man wrong
Think you're bad, 'til you buck AG
Now your mates on snap like, "The good die young"
Bro just break, like, "Who's that don?“
Pop that doors and the chase is on
[Verse]
Knife work sick, it had man coughing
Carved out his mouth like zombies got him
When we ride, get put in a coffin
Forty got me coughing
Don't get caught in a late night bopping
Four door pull up, three doors popping
Jump out gang, ten heartbeats dropping
Get that drop and someone's droppin'
Right now don't run, but he's not stopping
They must feel cah they don't listen
Try say stop, but I kept chopping
That's when instant karma hit him (That's karma)
Drive it kway, then petrol bomb it
Wash this blade in a bando kitchen
[?], then go do shopping
Cah got them wet from all this fishing
Jump out, drill for real
Cah they don't hear so they must feel
Splash that, back to the bando, chill
Then wash these stains off stainless steel (No cap)
No cap, I drill for real
Just go ask Lebz how the ZK feel
Call me Jack, my shank is Jill
I'm tryna chase nut nut up this hill
Do this drill, we're skilled
The gang got K's and attempted kills
Rise that wap and pop mans cap
That boy was gassed, and we left him still (Oh shit)
They start giving verbal abuse
It gets me mad so I do what I do
Grab my shank and put it to use
And hope that a yute get put in a zoot
No more sauce so bro got kitchen
One might snap, so he came with two
We do things they claim they do
He wanted fame, got put in the news
One got shaved, we ducked down two
He's asking Reckz where the fuck was you? (Where was he?)
Riding's risky like Biscy
Still did it again and turn man history (Lesson)
Get that drop then get round quickly
Dig up properly, wet my mindy
Who got Mizz, that shit is a mystery (I don't know)
Man do these drills with elegance
The feds so stressed, can't find no evidence
Heard the opp boys tryna give intelligence
Cah the AG's keep on wettin' them (AG)
Cah the AG's keep on gettin' them (AG)
Ay, pass that CC pack
Ay, fuck it, let me go back in
I'm way to charged, ain't got no heart
But I'm still tryna stop it beating
Chestshot, ching, tryna stop mans breathing
Headshot, ching, tryna stop man speaking
He tried back out his shank and shout
We chinged him down, he wouldn't stop screaming
Shh done bait, so it's place and keep it, clean it
Bleach my blade then repeat it
Seeking, need me a plug for a 9's
Cah beef fam needs it we're still two feet in
Still got things that hold two sweets in
And hold like two times three in
You can never tell me nothing
If I back out the two three in
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