[Verse]

We've got AK's on the block so fuck your one pop

Found another spot, it's due to pop off

Any shotters licking shots are getting locked off

You put seeds in that pot and I'll rip that crop off

I stand over that bowl and see that coke drop

I stand over that stove and see that coke lock

Shit's hot, fed's locking off rock block

I put my line on red cause they fucking won't stop

On to the kid, I mashed a hundred bags large

Don't be a hero, I'm with the goons in the dark

Trapping out the hoopty till I writ off my car

I don't take my time, I just rip off her bra

Buj Boy, I bash mud on these streets

Why you think trappers got my songs on repeat?

Man are going gym tryna do up physique

Till I gun buck man and I knock out his teeth

Yeah they're saying I'm the hardest

I'm still banging out bricks regardless

Cause the only thing a million views changed

I've gotta take my shank to my barbers

Ten phones in jail, it was lit

Gang got waps but not enough bricks

A whole brick on the scale but bro it won't fit

So I've gotta break it down and weigh it in four bits

No time for food, I've got food in the whip

My plug up in Luton just got caught with a stick

Young rich Pakis, yeah we're up in this bitch

Thousand pound jacket, I've got Moncler on my zip

Two-four hours, that's my bando door

Presser downstairs, I've got coke on the floor

I'm looking at eight but it came from a four

Told the kitties take your time or I'll lick off your jaw

I had to tell this cat "yo take your time"

Cah if you gon' die it's gonna fuck up my line

I've got a girl telling me "babe take your time"

Hit it from behind and I'll fuck up her spine

Let me tell you bout trapping, I've got nitties in my attic

Take it out the packet, tell my runners go and slap it

Burners and the 'matic, coke with the magic

A thousand grams up when I cut through this plastic

What you know about cutting a brick the wrong way?

When it's time to pick it up the fucker pours [?]

There's twenty bags of food all over the place

And the powder in the air got you holding your face

Compare to me these rappers, that's a fucking insult

They don't ever come out, they stay fucking indoors

Name a drug I ain't got, I'll fucking link four

As a younger I hid crack in my fucking insoles