[Verse 1: Crasha]

Yo, look

Slap bells, I ain't talkin' church

Then I gon' pray I don't catch that case

Live life on the mains any day

Then retreat to the Croft, there's [?] upstain

Any place, any time, any way

You can get got if you talk on my name

Flick knifes, inject in face

Keep on push, tryna touch man's brain

Or stab him, pendin' package

****'s dead and ****'s blattered

Fat cunt and the [?] faggots

Stuff that dotz, they will piff it and blast it

Tragic, G-check him, he can't hack it

Put **** in a XL casket

Bait drills, Latex and mask it

Did it on cabs with bro, got habits

We're out 'ere, tryna find these opps

But I ain't seen 'em since I made 'em retreat (Why you runnin'?)

Wе all know **** is a neek

'Cah I poke man up like I poked up Raheem

And I'm 'round, tryna run down neeks

I still got thе shank that got down ****

Police wanna lock all my Gs

So freedom is a must for the [?] Gs

Is she gonna hold it down?

I ain't talkin' mains, my burner call

How he survived? A miracle

His condition critical

They thought they could ride for their friend

Til' they got left in a swimming pool

What can I say? They're some fools

Petrol bath, I know them rules

This beef is getting intense

I circled for them, couldn't find no one

Now I'm with bro, tryna do it again

Like, why'd you love pushing your friends?

We don't wanna never K **** again

That's normal sky, ain't no more fake friends

Get kwenged if you fuck with them

When I bore man's top, the shank don't bend

[Verse 2: 2Splashy]

Said he ain't got no bread for the food

Told Tommy he'll figure it out

Got my eyes on the bag like Fendi

Back the ramz when I'm dipping you down

She want three lines, suttin' like Adidas

Tell her, "Just link me in town"

But I don't do ticks like rollies

No follies, do this for the pounds

Then cuff a thot, I'm dickin' her down

Your likkle boyfriend, smoke him like loud

How you think I'm makin my P's?

I stay penny wise, nah, you ain't no clown

Spin the wap like merry-go-round

Now opps get sent down south

We got big shot, [?], Harry

Or, should I say white and brown?

Back again, back again, no LEETOTHEV

Please don't run like ****

He got shot in the leg

I don't understand how he's still on two feet, peace

Splashed up ****, so how can you talk on me?

Told Wirez, "Hop off the ped with a 22-inch"

Watch his girlfriend scream

Yo, I don't wanna hear no shit

'Cah when we pull up, the paigons sprint

And Y**** be hoppin' out counter

Would've thought it's a Blue Gang vid

K**** got put in a spliff

And **** got put in a spliff

Aw, shit

I'm oh-so pissed, I ran outta chip

[Verse 3: Crasha]

Ayy

Rule number one, don't be like **** and drop your gun

Jump out the ride on smoke

Don't believe ****, he nearly got-got

Put in a box

Put on a top

His OT spot's like acne

I swear, my youngins been to every one

I could get me to grease up guns

But that one-pump, we threw it after

We should get more opps a quick bafter

For a line, a B and an actor

My job description's a trapper

But I tell obbo I wanna be a rapper

Have you ever had to run man down whilst puffin' on my blue, 'cah man's got asthma?

[Verse 4: 2Splashy]

Big bro got the Mac, no Bernie

Take a journey, opp boys can't hurt me

Bad one from Eddy, no Murphy

Very curvy, leave the bad one squirty

My kitchen's dirty

Held it sturdy, paigons ain't worthy

My kitchen's dirty

Held it sturdy, been bad from early

2Splashy, man, I love to splash

Aw, fuck, you already knew that

In my head, I'm also tapped

Splash man's head, watch his eyes roll back

Got a demon in man, that's facts

Spank up my blade, get fuckin' stabbed

That's **** in my raasclaat pack