[Intro: Dimzy]

67!

Alla dat

[Verse 1: Dimzy]

Ayy

Invasion where invading first things first, we after these payments

Multiply , divide and then saving, made my first bag on the pavement

Plenty waps no debating mind we scratch you out on these pavements

Feds hate us, it’s blatant , bare articles, man I hate them

Big wap on deck and we blaze them straight out the blood cart pagans

And how much scenes did we leave taped? They had spliffs rotating

And way before we all this drilling talk , we done too much shaving

Still in need of them waps around, coz my life so dangerous

[Verse 2: Liquez]

Ready or not we’re sliding on opps, if we see the feds, we’re failing to stop (we’re gone)

The big fire arms on my waist , on my arm, a big fire arm , got my gun loaded up and already clucked , don’t fuck around boy, you will get shot (Click-Clack!)

You niggas ain’t hard, your niggas are all soft , them niggas ain’t done dirt , them niggas are all washed

If you came round here you get lost and get shot

Now you I gotta stay low coz the blocks all hot (Baow!)

After I shoot the machine’s all lock , coz the feds know us as we’re crashing off (Click-Clat) (Baow!)

67, still gang-bang non-stop (Baow!) (Baow!) (Baow!)

If I rise that up, that’s your head back off

(Gang!)

[Verse 3: SJ]

Savage nigga no 21, team’s raw like Stockwell

Two bells and a big gauge, barrels all looking oxtail (Long!)

Use your legs or leaded up or run and drop and get wetted up, jail niggas and they know the gang

Had hella bruddas just breaded us (Dash!) (Cheff up!)

Man’s all step their drunk roll and smoke like skunk

Whip this bine , get bun , had kitchen piercing lungs (Burst!) (Baow!) (Baow!)

Kuku step like Ruth , I do road like Doosh

Mad Itch got Bu-bush dancing (Bu-bush!)

Mad L’s got Mercedes darting

[Verse 4: ASAP]

On a Let’s Lurk Tour no mic or stage just spinners and Peds like I wanna do drills instead (drills) (Let'Lurk)

I can’t lack little nigga that’s dead approach me wrong you might end up dead free Slows and DJango that’s another stress off man’s head (Free the guys) (dead!)

Feds want gang locked coz we’re trapping Feds want gang locked coz we’re drilling all the war that we got ain’t equal 674 we winning Feds want gang locked coz we’re trapping (Drillers!) (drilling!)

Feds want gang locked coz we’re drilling all the war that we got ain’t equal 674 we winning (Come on!)

[Verse 5: LD]

(Winners!)

We don’t-we don’t call no troosh (no!) 2018 first blood that was us DRose just spilt man’s juice (who you roll with?) anywhere you see me in traffic I’m doing up strider tings in boots man do on foot like we do it on car and ped and roll and shoot (I got it) (baow, baow)

Should have seen how I did it with M same way I how I did it with Loose same way man did it with Dimz and J same way man did it with Hoopz (my Brodie) (my Brodie)

Sixty step man get it correct see gang pulling up in Goose see loose or moose that’s the fur on the coat and we’re backing up tings that shoot (skrrt!)