[Intro: Pepper]

JJ, what you telling me fam?

Haha

Man like Ron, you know

One Side, serious

Niggas talking 'bout Broadday like we don't let corn off in broadday, brrt, baow

Mm, okay

[Verse 1: Pepper]

If I'm not sharing packs, I'm riding

If I'm not sharing packs, I'm lurking

Stepped out of jail, had the phone line twerking

Scales and grub we working

Call me, I got it, I'll meet you in person

Was tryna get rich, got recalled

Window treacle all 'cah my knifework lethal

Test me, I'm digging it all in

Praying that the camera ain't caught me

Try me, I'm coming back shortly

Tell me 'bout ride out stories when I left the crime scene gory

Off tag and he caught him a K

From young, I had sauce in my blade

Anything A gets put in a grave

One Side where the demon stay

And we still get paid

[Verse 2: Chinx (OS)]

New plates in the dinger

Stepped, two blades and a spinner

Shave it, splash it, made him a swimmer

Now we gotta wash them stains on the dipper

I heard my man claim he's a driller

I never seen a man get bine and bit up

Zac got peppered, I bet that he's bitter

Now he can't look at his face in the mirror

They say that the bigger, the better

But I'd much rather the wap that fits in the bag like the ting that I had when I did it with Pepper

Six in a nina, bro got the wetter

Try call my bluff, he thought he was clever

I don't think he was ready

Hop out the ride and hold it steady

Then you know the rest already, no leggies

Riding heavy

Two litre ding-dong, pricy petty

It might get messy if I get mask and gloves and stuff that bine in semis

He begged for his life, got sent to the sky

And that was thanks to the guys

Got put down 'cah his chest too high

Armed Response weren't meant to survive

I swear that clown should've died

Go on and try, who's next in the line?

I warn anybody involved

Man walk with a dotty, composed

Let that blow, had the boy on his toes

I stopped to the script until it got flipped

Stuff that clip until it can't fit

Run don't trip when I'm dumping the stick

And pray that suttin got hit

You know we still come in equipped

[Verse 3: Fiz]

I bet AshKidd thought he was quick

Pop them doors, try run, got tripped

Back my blade and stab that prick

His Moncler coat got ripped

Pushbike days, I was out in the strip

Really go up and down for the Liz

Sitting in bando, breaking bricks and paper fiz

Still swing my fist in the ville

Ask CK how I cracked his face on the wing

'Til go back drip, ask Dingles how I caught him and crept his face in the mains, try violate

You know where we came

Two your mates got shaved

Tryna get man down in the A

My mum don't know what I'm doing today

[Verse 4: R1]

She don't know what I'm doing tonight

She don't know I'm tryna load this pipe and go there alive

Sit on the passenger side, or I'll drive, or go on the back of the bike

None of these guys ain't safe at night

Aim up high, tryna take man's life

Money don't sleep, don't waste my time

'Cah one of my soldiers call for a nine

One of my soldiers call for a fours

I'm breaking the Bobby, I'm flying it raw

The bando's hot, can't come to the door

The prof and packs get put into war

Beat man down 'til he's forced to the floor

He got three, but he should've got more

Beat off two, but he should've got corn

And he still know man don't talk