Donz Dreps, P Money & Eksman

[Chorus]
We ain't gotta say, they know what mans on, Don
Lewisham, they know where mans from, Don
At festivals, they know when mans on, Don
We roll up, shut it down, and mans gone, Don
Never could could they chuck it with the team (Nah, nah, nah)
G, Teamdrumz that be holding down the scene (Woah, woah)
G, Dreps, Eks, P, and this beat
That be patterns after patterns we pattern up, DnB (It's all)

[Verse 1]
Mad, just let me start with it
Three donz you know go hard with it
If you're talking, jump up, drum and bass
You know that we be starring it (Huh)
Ain't got that doe for the show
We can't roll, now we're parring it (We can't roll)
Set them goals and smash thеm goals
Out here, you gotta be smart with it
Cah that road ting, that ain't adding up
Man just wanna bе bad and crud
Man are joking out here, bagging up
While these invoices be stacking up (Yeah)
Man think that they're bad and dat
Dey be talking shit, they're wack and dat
Man be out here with confidence
You see our ting, they're lacking dat
Dem man der just chat too much
Dem man can't even chat to us
I heard their bars and the way they move
There's something that's not matching up
And like mumsy told you, have some manners
Come 'round here and get badded up
Come 'round my ones acting up
I watch one of my ones smack him up
Nah, you don't wanna do that with us
You do that with us, it gets worse (Worse)
I look through, man, you know what it is
Don't make me put it in a verse (Verse)
Ask one of them old-school dons
I'm a junglist just like curse
You could still end up in a hearse
If I'm sober, intoxicated, or burst