[Verse 1: Monkey]
Still pulling up on smoke (Smoke)
Skeng in my pocket, can't you see the bulge in my coat? (Bulgy)
Like Hollow meets Blade, man-a-man got guns that'll sink down a boat (boat, boat)
Send a young boy round with a skeng
They ain't leaving till they see smoke (Bow-bow-bow-bow)
My niggas the realest in town, you niggas are really some jokes (Fucking jokes)
Feds locked bro watching EastEnders; it's a fucking joke
(Free bro, free bro)
Trapping ain't dead, the nitty still clucking and ringing my phone (ringing)
Chilling with bro, talking 'bout money, dough to the dome (Money)
[Verse 2: Dimzy]
Turn up on your block, ten toes, man will do it, no plan
Man will do it, no plan
In four-door trucks, I took risks, man, soon gon' bring out the chopper in the van (Skrr)
I was in the trap on Snapchat watching everybody turn up mad (mad)
Can't lie, that shit got me mad but I was hugging up all them bands
Just done road with Snoopy (trap), bare Uncle Fest and amm'
Got my face all droopy, Bro got guap like Gucci
See him in Stoney, not Gucci (Gucci)
The ops used to laugh at my truck but they cut when they see that hooptie (Skrr-skrr)
Whip that skeng out the coat, watch it sing like Susie (Bow)
[Hook: LD]
Still pulling up, no messing (Pull up)
67, my brothers
Spare no one for my bredrins
Bitches be loving the gang
You see it all over my mentions
Put things in the car, let's lurk (All of that)
We ain't looking for normal pedestrians
How you gonna do man dirty? (How?)
Got things on things and we lurky
Get bricks on bricks from the plug
'Cause you know that my team's certi' (Gang)
How you gonna do man dirty? (How)
Got things on things and we lurky (Lurky)
Get bricks on bricks from the plug
'Cause you know that my team's certi' (All of that, all of that, all of that)
Still pulling up on smoke (Smoke)
Skeng in my pocket, can't you see the bulge in my coat? (Bulgy)
Like Hollow meets Blade, man-a-man got guns that'll sink down a boat (boat, boat)
Send a young boy round with a skeng
They ain't leaving till they see smoke (Bow-bow-bow-bow)
My niggas the realest in town, you niggas are really some jokes (Fucking jokes)
Feds locked bro watching EastEnders; it's a fucking joke
(Free bro, free bro)
Trapping ain't dead, the nitty still clucking and ringing my phone (ringing)
Chilling with bro, talking 'bout money, dough to the dome (Money)
[Verse 2: Dimzy]
Turn up on your block, ten toes, man will do it, no plan
Man will do it, no plan
In four-door trucks, I took risks, man, soon gon' bring out the chopper in the van (Skrr)
I was in the trap on Snapchat watching everybody turn up mad (mad)
Can't lie, that shit got me mad but I was hugging up all them bands
Just done road with Snoopy (trap), bare Uncle Fest and amm'
Got my face all droopy, Bro got guap like Gucci
See him in Stoney, not Gucci (Gucci)
The ops used to laugh at my truck but they cut when they see that hooptie (Skrr-skrr)
Whip that skeng out the coat, watch it sing like Susie (Bow)
[Hook: LD]
Still pulling up, no messing (Pull up)
67, my brothers
Spare no one for my bredrins
Bitches be loving the gang
You see it all over my mentions
Put things in the car, let's lurk (All of that)
We ain't looking for normal pedestrians
How you gonna do man dirty? (How?)
Got things on things and we lurky
Get bricks on bricks from the plug
'Cause you know that my team's certi' (Gang)
How you gonna do man dirty? (How)
Got things on things and we lurky (Lurky)
Get bricks on bricks from the plug
'Cause you know that my team's certi' (All of that, all of that, all of that)
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