[Intro: Akz]
Yo Potta, fuckin', man's, man's on the way to the studio, innit
Man's doin' a fuckin' mixtape
Send man, send man a fuckin' verse innit
I'm gonna phone you, I'm gonna phone you in a bit
But, write suttin', write suttin'
Nxsty, that sounds cold
You get me, let them know when you come out, it's a mazza, gang
DefBeats did them dirty
Gang
[Chorus: Akz]
They got Izzpot locked right now (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Put my trust in bro, we done got man down (Baow)
Four bells in the ting, let me pop man down (Baow, baow)
Slap man, don't learn till we pop man down (Grrt, baow)
And I see who I watch, so I pop back 'round (Du-du)
Man it's smoke in the ride, make the cock-back sound
Bap, bap, man it's smoke in the ride, make the cock-back sound
[Verse 1: Akz]
Had to phone up Pots on his tech likе Rat too, but I shut it down for a sec' (Ayy, ayy)
When it's ridin' time, wе don't ride for the 'net
If I go with Ram, bet he slice one of them
Got Pots soon home, little light over them (Ayy, ayy)
He's home very soon, got it shinin' on them
Didn't write these bars, still writin' my head
Why the fuck do you think we're the hype in the ends (Fucker, fucker)
Yo Potta, fuckin', man's, man's on the way to the studio, innit
Man's doin' a fuckin' mixtape
Send man, send man a fuckin' verse innit
I'm gonna phone you, I'm gonna phone you in a bit
But, write suttin', write suttin'
Nxsty, that sounds cold
You get me, let them know when you come out, it's a mazza, gang
DefBeats did them dirty
Gang
[Chorus: Akz]
They got Izzpot locked right now (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Put my trust in bro, we done got man down (Baow)
Four bells in the ting, let me pop man down (Baow, baow)
Slap man, don't learn till we pop man down (Grrt, baow)
And I see who I watch, so I pop back 'round (Du-du)
Man it's smoke in the ride, make the cock-back sound
Bap, bap, man it's smoke in the ride, make the cock-back sound
[Verse 1: Akz]
Had to phone up Pots on his tech likе Rat too, but I shut it down for a sec' (Ayy, ayy)
When it's ridin' time, wе don't ride for the 'net
If I go with Ram, bet he slice one of them
Got Pots soon home, little light over them (Ayy, ayy)
He's home very soon, got it shinin' on them
Didn't write these bars, still writin' my head
Why the fuck do you think we're the hype in the ends (Fucker, fucker)
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