[Verse]
Leave him fucked like Steven Hawking
I'll creep up and bore him
Samurai swords, no we don't do talking
Beef ParkSide? No, don't be foolish
KG, Creepa, Stackz, Shockz, K's
Mum's house must be haunted
Ride for your boys, it's fucking appalling
Wack get wrapped in cling cat's calling
Auto whip on glides, no stalling
Can't put my trust in a thot
But I can surely trust my gauge
ParkSide bop in any estate
Wack get wrapped in cling, that's bait
Young P90's fucking tapped
Slapped that wap and he aimed at brains
Beckton bop on anyone's face
We put big men in graves
KG, Shockz, smoke that all day
If me and P90 pull up, are you really gonna back your mate?
Anyone can go
Late night lurks, hit man in his throat
KG, YS, Bore, May, Jay
They all got got by I (Pussy)
Get 'round there and we commit crimes
My knife is my valentine
Love my blade, my boo, my slime
Bored up KG, got covered in blood
Bleach my wife and I let it shine
Are you really gonna risk your life?
Beef ParkSide, you must wanna' die (Parks)
We make big men cry
I'm the reason that KG died (Haha)
No, we don't take no chat
Last time a big man try pull up on our block
His back got filled up with pellets
No airlines when they see me, they're jetted
Leg get [?], fucking kweff him
Tell my young boy "if an opp runs, you best catch up and fucking dead him"
I ain't into the wass
If a man try pull up on man
I'll back out my rambz and carve out backs (Grrr)
What do you know about that?
28 inch, tryna' tear through hats
When I bruck your back
No ZT, imma dip up your latts
Sweet one said I'm fucking tapped
Call me Devil Krudz or TinySkattz
Do you still wanna hold my wap?
She loves me, I don't love her back
Baby, I fell in love with my wap
I'll let that slap then rip out your back
Tear through flesh, I really love that
Fuck love 10 times, that's facts
I had a dream like Luther King
That I'll kill all of their mums like Stackz
Rise that shit, I'll do it broad day
If a man got stabbed in his chest and back, just know it was done by K
No, we don't play no games
No speech, just lift up the gauge
Bring my wap as a toy to play
Beef on sight, fuck anyone's strip
I make gwop and I kill these pricks
Dip, hit, flick, ching
You can hold all of this shit
What do you know about holding dots?
Slap that shit, put a boy on a top (Dead up)
What you know about pissing on graves, stabbing up kids and turning them off? (Grrr)
Mandem really don't take jokes
B got killed for talking soft
I have Bay blocks on fucking ropes
Head, chest, back or throat
Push it all in, imma see blood flow
Dripping out all on his fucking clothes
I'm sick in the head
KG is dead, if you know, then you know
And if you try play dead, keep stabbing your flesh till I dig through bones
I lose control
If I can't catch him, I'll smoke his hoe (Where she at?)
I'm really fucked, I'll keep on dipping and digging in your lungs
Until I hear the squish in your guts
I love seeing fucking blood
K got killed this month, the happiest month of my fucking year (2020)
[?] got bored, in and out of his lungs
Creepa got put in a grave, no [?] (Haha)
We tape off strips
ParkSide bop, put man in a spliff
KG, Shockz, K
All 3 of them boys got dipped
Ramz, Bore, May, Jay
All 4 of them boys got cheffed
I thought you wanna beef my block?
I killed KG in an OT spot
Stackz, Shockz, YS, KG
All of them got put in a box (Pussy)
KG's mum was crying
Fucking bitch, go ride for your son (Haha)
In the head, I'm messed
And Skattz left Shockz all dead
I smashed his head with a rusty pole 4 times in the ground
I just checked that the pussio's dead (Double check)
Let me give you a taste of death
Chase that boy and now he's filled up with fear
No William when I shake that spear
KG chills in the coffin
And his mother shedding tears
Leave him fucked like Steven Hawking
I'll creep up and bore him
Samurai swords, no we don't do talking
Beef ParkSide? No, don't be foolish
KG, Creepa, Stackz, Shockz, K's
Mum's house must be haunted
Ride for your boys, it's fucking appalling
Wack get wrapped in cling cat's calling
Auto whip on glides, no stalling
Can't put my trust in a thot
But I can surely trust my gauge
ParkSide bop in any estate
Wack get wrapped in cling, that's bait
Young P90's fucking tapped
Slapped that wap and he aimed at brains
Beckton bop on anyone's face
We put big men in graves
KG, Shockz, smoke that all day
If me and P90 pull up, are you really gonna back your mate?
Anyone can go
Late night lurks, hit man in his throat
KG, YS, Bore, May, Jay
They all got got by I (Pussy)
Get 'round there and we commit crimes
My knife is my valentine
Love my blade, my boo, my slime
Bored up KG, got covered in blood
Bleach my wife and I let it shine
Are you really gonna risk your life?
Beef ParkSide, you must wanna' die (Parks)
We make big men cry
I'm the reason that KG died (Haha)
No, we don't take no chat
Last time a big man try pull up on our block
His back got filled up with pellets
No airlines when they see me, they're jetted
Leg get [?], fucking kweff him
Tell my young boy "if an opp runs, you best catch up and fucking dead him"
I ain't into the wass
If a man try pull up on man
I'll back out my rambz and carve out backs (Grrr)
What do you know about that?
28 inch, tryna' tear through hats
When I bruck your back
No ZT, imma dip up your latts
Sweet one said I'm fucking tapped
Call me Devil Krudz or TinySkattz
Do you still wanna hold my wap?
She loves me, I don't love her back
Baby, I fell in love with my wap
I'll let that slap then rip out your back
Tear through flesh, I really love that
Fuck love 10 times, that's facts
I had a dream like Luther King
That I'll kill all of their mums like Stackz
Rise that shit, I'll do it broad day
If a man got stabbed in his chest and back, just know it was done by K
No, we don't play no games
No speech, just lift up the gauge
Bring my wap as a toy to play
Beef on sight, fuck anyone's strip
I make gwop and I kill these pricks
Dip, hit, flick, ching
You can hold all of this shit
What do you know about holding dots?
Slap that shit, put a boy on a top (Dead up)
What you know about pissing on graves, stabbing up kids and turning them off? (Grrr)
Mandem really don't take jokes
B got killed for talking soft
I have Bay blocks on fucking ropes
Head, chest, back or throat
Push it all in, imma see blood flow
Dripping out all on his fucking clothes
I'm sick in the head
KG is dead, if you know, then you know
And if you try play dead, keep stabbing your flesh till I dig through bones
I lose control
If I can't catch him, I'll smoke his hoe (Where she at?)
I'm really fucked, I'll keep on dipping and digging in your lungs
Until I hear the squish in your guts
I love seeing fucking blood
K got killed this month, the happiest month of my fucking year (2020)
[?] got bored, in and out of his lungs
Creepa got put in a grave, no [?] (Haha)
We tape off strips
ParkSide bop, put man in a spliff
KG, Shockz, K
All 3 of them boys got dipped
Ramz, Bore, May, Jay
All 4 of them boys got cheffed
I thought you wanna beef my block?
I killed KG in an OT spot
Stackz, Shockz, YS, KG
All of them got put in a box (Pussy)
KG's mum was crying
Fucking bitch, go ride for your son (Haha)
In the head, I'm messed
And Skattz left Shockz all dead
I smashed his head with a rusty pole 4 times in the ground
I just checked that the pussio's dead (Double check)
Let me give you a taste of death
Chase that boy and now he's filled up with fear
No William when I shake that spear
KG chills in the coffin
And his mother shedding tears
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