[Intro]

Sebzbeats baby

[Verse 1]

We had drills in racks and packs

They do it for the mic, it's cray

The other week me and bro running down 4 man, they don't come in the park and play

It's like they've seen a ghost when they see my face

Me, CO, Shuggz on the mains, LA and DA in DA

ZT step, swammies on deck, green lights outta the blue

I'm creasing, they're leaving their hearts and garms, return their hats and shoes (how?)

No doubt, all we needed to hear what's who's?

Then suttin' got splashed like a capsized cruise

If I don't know about the battles they've lost in the past then they must be new to the beef

Done classy like Hakkasan when I barely know about Uber Eats

No Loubs on feet, my bally's on bally, talk about lives we'll take one

I’m banned from Latts but I wanna ask bro who’s that like Psycho and Tre done

Doing mad canteen sheet calculations, that's when time flies

But I couldn't wait for the day the govs buss my door and said bye bye

Me and bro done a jook-jook thing in designer, we was doing up high fives

Dip-dip, no five guys, got splashed just doing up skydive

ZT in the bando gouching, but have you ever slept in a shed?

All you feel is the drift and webs but you think about the straight in pebs

All we know is chop them Zs to the [?] we coulda came in handy

That's a 2 in a blue of lizz or handy, remind them who runs Hackney

Long nose coming like Squidward (how?)

And he ain't tryna get splashed in the dome like Sandy (how?)

Bro done a monkey a week on biscotts, that's a dots and a canzy

ZT got bits of the sand like Gaara, opp pack got me red eyed like Itachi

(84-40 got kitties on graft but they wan' do the work like Itchy and Scratchy)

Free Cassy, no free Hus, B-Money, and Youngs, Frisc locked for the T

Free Psycho, Tre, shh Tugz and Asbo locked for the Ks and heat

And that's only ZT

Every age group got shh on the block

ZT freak wetting up these sheets, wan' slide on top like she Mayhem thot

Just put opp chase stuck in my sock, pull it off then bop

You don't know about a risk, got chinged in the shop, they're asking us when will it stop?

How many times did he get cheffed? Nearly lost his breath

And all they do is go past in cars throwing hand signs down like the gang was deaf

You don't wanna get caught in traffic or the next entrance wounds will exit

'012 in the came for AM, done Uie capped in, never pet it

Opp block with the mop, Z stepped it but his nigga got cheffed, that's a bistro café

That's him doing up transfers like Madrid waiting on Mbappé

We had 0s in the Ts with the sachets, latex bandies and no trail, well

How am I banned from Frisco and Money when both of my guys are in jail?

17 rambo and keys to the bando, me and Whitez doing bits on scales

Now I'm tryna stuff keys in the bando, 1up, I can't see him as well

Hell, I've gone the opp blocks, spilled juice, got changed, got yatts, spilt juice on girls

We had 0s in scores Hallelujah

Pumpy long like, pumpy long like Norbit, handting big Rasputia

Big wu-bu-bam with the Luger

They ain't done dirts, no Henry, 3 ZT's and the hoover

(They ain't done dirts, no Henry, 3 ZT's and the hoover)

No one's tryna get judged by the jury but it still kicks, Akuma

How did he get corned, verruca?

We went round with the heat, blacked out, had Air Force 1s that night, and now I got a crease in my Lunar