[Intro: E1]
Plugged In
Anyting grrt
Ayo TR, go brazy on these niggas man
3x3
Shout-out Fumez The Engineer
GRM said I'm inciting violence, LOL, are you fucking Trident?
[Verse 1: E1]
One try ride to the 9, got shot
The other one died on the wing
There was no way he was surviving the drop
The youngest one got found in the loft
The oldest ordered a bagel
I heard he came back with brains on top
That's four Malis dead on your block
The cheek to say no problem
When you know about the problems we've caused in Tottenham
Four dotties up, not giving two fucks
Them times Tion Wayne didn't know about Options
Before NSG, YK's OT Bopping
Before it was me trying to ruin the function
I don't beef them AP neeks
They've lost like four, that's minus reduction
[Verse 2: Rowdy]
Pull up in TP, watch 'em take a L
Tryna make Philly dance with these .32 bells
Pull up and blast it, put him in a casket
I'm out here grafting, hitting these sales
My akhis are happy to go and get tappy
Your guys are patties, they're stuck in hell
I ain’t swinging at arms with my Anglo
It’s your mango that I’m tryna dissect
Don’t see DS and S, that’s lil' bro who'll wet up your chest
Face shots if you’re wearing a vest
Pop them doors, leave man in a mess
Even in bandos I carry my rambo
This Anglo will leave a man drenched
I can't lie I'm on anything red
We got corn that'll lick out your chest
Plugged In
Anyting grrt
Ayo TR, go brazy on these niggas man
3x3
Shout-out Fumez The Engineer
GRM said I'm inciting violence, LOL, are you fucking Trident?
[Verse 1: E1]
One try ride to the 9, got shot
The other one died on the wing
There was no way he was surviving the drop
The youngest one got found in the loft
The oldest ordered a bagel
I heard he came back with brains on top
That's four Malis dead on your block
The cheek to say no problem
When you know about the problems we've caused in Tottenham
Four dotties up, not giving two fucks
Them times Tion Wayne didn't know about Options
Before NSG, YK's OT Bopping
Before it was me trying to ruin the function
I don't beef them AP neeks
They've lost like four, that's minus reduction
[Verse 2: Rowdy]
Pull up in TP, watch 'em take a L
Tryna make Philly dance with these .32 bells
Pull up and blast it, put him in a casket
I'm out here grafting, hitting these sales
My akhis are happy to go and get tappy
Your guys are patties, they're stuck in hell
I ain’t swinging at arms with my Anglo
It’s your mango that I’m tryna dissect
Don’t see DS and S, that’s lil' bro who'll wet up your chest
Face shots if you’re wearing a vest
Pop them doors, leave man in a mess
Even in bandos I carry my rambo
This Anglo will leave a man drenched
I can't lie I'm on anything red
We got corn that'll lick out your chest
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