The Intro Carns Hill, LD & Dimzy (Ft. 67 Sj, Mental K, Mischief, Monkey (67) & Youngs Teflon)

[Intro: Mental K]
In all my years of conquest, violence, slaughter
It was never personal, but I'll tell you now
What I'm about to do— (SRB Separation confirmed)
Ayy, 134
(Coming up on, uh, staging the burn-out of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds)
(Production)
Very, very much

[Verse 1: Mental K, LD, Youngs Teflon & Dimzy]
OT, Old Trafford, givin' out food like Rashford
Lambo' truck same colour as mustard, got the gyal 'em flustered
I got away, but got busted, now he's servin' cake and custard
I done over a thousand nights of pain, not one of my friends got trusted
Still an enforcer, still givin' orders, gettin' man shot like a quarter
Babes, I'm a driller, same time baller
Hop out the Lambo' truck, [?] Corsa (Corsa)
And I still do road, it was me that had your block hot like a sauna
You heard 134, that's torture, skeng cost more than a Corsa
I'm with Dim, LD and K
If you ever see man in a truck, no, we ain't gettin' nicked for no T-E-A
We were just playin' GTA, now we got the glee and the GLA
Seven-six-twos and a GLC (Rrr), now I need some herbal tea
It was us that rang off the MAC in big broad cuts in '013
We're in twenty-two with seven-six-twos, but I'm still tryna do it with this '016
We can turn somewhere into Halloween
We can turn somewhere into Halloween