No Label Wewantwraiths & Booter Bee

[Chorus: wewantwraiths]
Made a loaf from all these breadcrumbs
Things I had to do 'cause no one's breaking bread
Bro take a left, I seen an undercover fed car
Don't let them see you buss the corner, take the red
The obbo's real, they watch our movement through their desktop
Everybody gangster till a gangster turn up there
Too many frees and RIP's has got my head hot
Brodie take the lead and load the hammer up with lead
Shoulda got deceased but got off lucky with a leg shot

[Verse 1: Booter Bee & wewantwraiths]
You wanna know the quickest way to get famous?
Fuck with my set, we'll leave your ass on the papers
The rumour is I've been blasting pagans
Broad daylight, shooting man out their trainers
Never wanted to be famous, just rich
Never wanted shanks, just sticks
Get the drop and roll up, two whips
Pop out like "Who's this?"
Head shot, I shoot wigs
Booter Bee, the shoe fits
Never slipped once and didn't spin back (Double barrel)
Guarantee I'll shoot and push your wig back (Kickback)
Six shots stuffed in this gym bag (Spin back)
Pop the door, jump out and rip that