Warzone M Huncho (Ft. Headie One)

[Intro: Headie One]
(Quincy Tellem)
(Cage got that cold)
Turn

[Verse 1: Headie One]
Got this shotgun, and got it sawn-off
The nostril's long, so we gave it a nose job
Twenty-four hours, I ain't had no sleep
I got PTSD, I can't see myself fall off (Turn)
Who done all them drills that the opp boys talk of? (Turn)
We play foul, so the ref' took the ball off (Told me turn)
Bro said "Focus on makin' bread" (Turn, turn)
But we always end up with toasters (Turn, told me turn)
You know what I do to the smoky
Treat that WD40 like baby Johnsons (Turn, turn, turn)
Bought a baby nine for the tour bus
And a G17 for the nonsense (Su-su-su-su)
North London is a war zone
Ask my broski shh
"Who's gonna go get the dinger from Toxteth?"
It's meant to be uptown funk, Mark Ronson

[Verse 2: M Huncho]
I ain't here for the nonsense
Who's on mе? I'm on them
G-lock holds sixteen, I can spit this verse, lеave sixteen on them
My thumb's so numb from the reload, one-thirty kilos
Buy my weight when I go grab reloads
In the hood, I'm an icon, Figo
Louis V in the trenches, fedora, and a pea coat
Two Gs on my off day, I'm Gucci, that's the G code
Pocket rocket came Lil, that's Baby, that's Pino
If you want that cosign, need your mum's address, fuck a depo