Sindhu Sesh Pete & Bas

[Intro]
(NineOne)

[Verse 1: Pete]
Old school but I still bust shots, I'm a Luger
Mashed off the drink so it's Uber
Connected back home like a WiFi router
Cats jumping like Puma
And I dream like Martin Luther
Fall asleep to the sound of the hoover
Nightmare, Frederick Krueger
Sleep with the fishes, now he's tuna
I'm snatching his bird and thunder
Tell me the target's 6 feet under
He's at work so his house in country
Case that joint then the place got plundered
Don't talk about numbers
In the UK, you know that they love us
Don't care about colours
Black or white, we can be brothers

[Verse 2: Bas]
Breaking 'em down like the steps
On the back of the box of the Crocker
Bet he take that
Bait, I'm just way too hard to trace
Bas like pins in an haystack
Weight, move that in and outside the gym
They're tryna' get ripped
I'm holding them sticks with extension clips
I'm leaving him stiff on the ground get lit, like candles
Wax him off with that bing from various angles
Box, rectangle, dashed in the ground all bruised and mangled
Grim, grab the cup, pass the gin
Grab the lime, chopped it up
Popped the cap, poured it in