(Intro)

(Beats by Yamaica, baby)

[Verse 1: Chuks]

On them back roads skidding

Live o with bro no missing

Like bro nuff times went fishing,

How many times have I complete missions

Don't run from opps, you're kidding

Funny how Combo's clothes went missing

Don't know who it was like Jason

Bro's on job so his face stay hidden

More time BS gone jump out the ride

Can't run, there's smoke in his system

I got numerous tings on me, cah you know that Jugz does numerous dippings

Man say that I ain't no christian

Say it again, these opps don't listen

In them smokey settings dipping

You was doing Bae and Netflix, kissing

I got rambos twinning

Coming like Zach and Cody

How the fuck are my opps on piss?

Carlo ran left Combo lonely

How the fuck can he shoot and miss

Greg came through left Combo holey

Shoulda knew when gang cut through leave settings smokey

Bro just pass me the shh

He just love to assist like Ozil,

I don't fuck no gyal from quay,

If a man feel bored then I'll fuck a local

Opps won't hear a word from Shegz, cah you know big bro ain't social

More time when we sign them contracts both strikers finna get theirs total

[Verse 2: Swift]

Man can't lack on the block, always got the rams on me

Phone up bro, he'll step with the 2-2 ching, and left few mandem bleed

Them man chat

Chat bare wass but never even been in beef

4 door ding, 4 door ding just pull up

See hella man just skeet

I done seen hella man just stressed

Shegz dere got the longest sword, and he's tryna dip through heads

Everywhere I go, man step (man step) with diligent men

And they said they came to the B, they must be fucking ments,

Two 4 doors lets pull up, I see man hop that fence

Big bro jumped out the car, and made sure he was drenched

So you know not to talk on the net

You don't wanna be next

Cause I'll make sure I'll leave you #Dead

Pull up in the 4 door ding, or 125, that's peds

Might just aim at them, might slap corn at them

Don't chit, don't chat, you might get bored in your head

Man look what happened to uh, uh! Look what happened up dere

Combo with the biggest whip and man you was left for dead

[Verse 3: Chuks]

I step round there in my tracky and sliders, know man brought out the Puma

My team be playing that 4-3-3

Got Z's in the back, Kurt Zouma

YG got grabbed last night

Shit, den I shoulda came home sooner

But you know mans phone kept ringing, rang so much pure threw it off the counter

My team don't concede

If we do score goals on the counter

And the parties dribble late night

Smokey pissed, so he shot up the bouncer

But you know bro ain't no wrestler

Opp boy drove past and missed, now we call him Nicholas Bendtner

And I swear, dem man are pretenders

I speak with my mum blowing up my phone late night like God forsaken

Doing up torture in mans yard

The neighbours keep complaining

I told mum I don't want no rice and stew, it's an opp boy's head I'm craving

I emptied all of my yute on the pig yeah I left that smokey bacon

My mind-set's so fucked

Had a dream got shot, I'm jarring

If an opp got a drop on us

Ollie got things in the glove compartment

On the field like Leicester, blades in and out my skin, that's Mahrez

These old school opps got brave

So they switched sides, Fernando Torres

[Verse 4: Swift]

And they talk I'm Hench

But man just step on violence

Man just step with the violent men

Ding dong ped

Hop off the bike, likkle man got splashed and kwenged

Violent men, things get ments

Bro just step with the-

Bro just step with a violent skeng

He'll mash up your head right there

He'll mash up your head right there, and then

I remember that day so clear

Looked to my left see a bunch of-

See a bunch of violent men

Looked to my right, looked to my right

All I see is a bunch of gems

Mad dogs, things on blocks, that's swords and mops

Who these man? Man, they can't be opps

And they're way too soft

I seen man run, seen man run, like look at these foolish opps

I do my bop ,then drench them opps

Then it's back to the T when I cook some grub

Splash and mash, splash and dash

Dip that opp till he's feeling frass

Coulda been me, coulda been that lad

I was all sick cah I had that [?]

Dididi-dididi-dididi-doo, he was all scared when he caught that flu

Better watch out

Coming for you

Leave you dipped, man you'll have no clue