[Intro]

Splurgeboys

[Verse 1: Chip]

Big zoot, back strap, Cognac, back that

Big back, grab that, really wanna tap that

Stick go brap brap, tek no back chat

Live from the jungle, hakuna ma tat tat

Stop with the wass akh, any Likkle fas bag

Yo pussy bwoy, do me sutten if you're that bad

Left wrist, see the buss down, no flash fam

Penthouse suite, where I cool and relax at

Chipmunk, mad man, touch mic, Baghdad

Everyday I run up in the booth, where the racks at?

Let’s talk UK rap, I’m a Dad fam

I go hard period pussy, you Likkle tampax

One beat, one plan, one mic, one stand

Anything M-I-C, man ah bad man

Thinking you can rhyme like me, are you mad fam?

Look at all the blood I splurged, I feel like Mad Max

[Verse 2: Krept]

Wait man are rappin OG’s

Back to rapping n snapping dere ain't no capping on bеat

Man will actually wrap him up and den pack an MC

Ain't a fan of the rappers dеm man ain't handling me

Man I brang all the savages can't lack in no street

All da mandem erratic uno dey managing the beef

Still packing the packet n push pack in ot

Since back in 03 (Finish him)

Heard that 1 track, heard that gun chat

Looked at chippy like he really dun dat

Dick down a 1 yat, Big batty flung back

Fuck dat love ak link man bruck dat

Switch flow Sick mode wrist glow

Dick hoes quick throat pricks know diss bro

It's go

Pay the young boy for a cheffing

I bought the dip like crypto

[Verse 3: Frisco]

Frisco, sick flow, its so Grimy, so don't try me, it gets mad when I'm pissed tho

Big doe, sick mode, prezzy on wrist tho

Chip know, he will tell you Fris, that’s big bro

Intro, ahhright, Star Nine, carbine

Bullet in skin from you, diss one of our guys

Drop them, Pharsyde, their side, our side

Archive, came from the dark side

Can’t slide, around my way you niggas need balance

I’m baffled, say you done things that you haven’t

Nonchalant, I am a don it's apparent

We ain't family I don't know niggas from Adam (No-No)

I came up around robbers and drug barons

Disarm man like I was Faron

You want war, that's no challenge

We set trends, no bandwagons

Rise my ting, everyting flatten

[Verse 4: K-Trap]

Long clip in a 17, walk with the dangle feel like teddy (Shottas)

Walk him down, get a good angle then I get shelly (Baow)

See me on tv, I'm still tryna' pattern up shirts on telly

If we don't see eye to eye, don't try patch it I ain't like Nelly

I walk with the wicked drillyest

It's gotta hold six in minimum

Bro got head back, brilliant

We need three get backs minimum (Ha)

Double R with the stars in the roof (Neewah)

Next star in the coupe (Yeah-Yeah)

Me and P try tape it twice, we were in a jarrin' mood