Love It 7th (Ft. Yanko & Y.CB)

[Intro]
Ghosty

[Verse 1: Y.CB]
Jump on bikes, rev it
Latex on, spot a paigon, cheff it
Rambo knife, wet him
Station trips, don't reply to the questions
They ain't scoring goals, just touching pedestrians
They don't ride in the 7
HMP, that's fights and letters
Free CB, that's waps or wetters
Tekkers banged when he slap that Wesson
Purge in the dark, we're late night terrors
Burst in sight, this beef gets peppered
Ten stab wounds when shh got severed
I chinged him good but bro did better
Mask on my face got me feeling like Slender
You don't wanna see me lose my temper
Bro got the heat, get fired like Wenger
Forest Gate where the opps don't enter
Why you think my bars get censored?
The truth, I'm nuttin' like these pretenders
Yanko striking, ching w defender
TT’s tapped, on my life he's messed up
Gets head lost when the opp boys jet off
Ketchup sauce when ***** got cheffed up
Screamed "G's up" 'cause he got sent off