[Intro: Kwengface & Fizzler]

Gra', bap, phwoa

Wet it

Wet it season

Oi, look

My slime!

[Chorus]

Look

They tried dash, catch 'em

They're chickens, wrap 'em

I'm way too good with the math, addin' O's and Z's, that's algebra trappin'

She feels my energy and pattern pattern

She wants to boogie like lavish

Arch it, blow her back in

Then it's back to the wrappin'

They tried dash, catch 'em

They're chickens, wrap 'em

I'm way too good with the math adding O's and Z's that's algebra trappin'

She feels my energy and pattern pattern

She wants to boogie like lavish

Arch it, blow her back in

Then it's back to the wrappin'

[Verse 1: Fizzler]

I didn't get no hope so I turned to a grinder (lets go)

After a long day of work, I put some weed in me like a grinder

No uniform I'm in jugging attire

Me and D5 be in front like riders (out ere)

Got stripes like Gucci sliders

See a opp, pass me the lighter

I mean someone pass me the fire (ayo pass it)

Nuff times it be cool for the nine ain't dancing shoes when it goes tap tap

They say I'm different with the wrap

Fam you don't know what I done for the wrap (you don't know)

I made my own animal farm

Filled it up with green and cats (ergh)

No music just boys with bands

Then the feds did a sweep on gang (free my bros)

You don't know what I seen in my life

I was 16 weren't seeing no sex, see a cat do his last pipe (ergh)

Now she want my P and D

I-I ain't gotta play with white (I dont)

We ching them when they cross the line

They don't wanna get caught offside (ey ching him, ey ching him)

[Chorus]

Look

They tried dash, catch 'em

They're chickens, wrap 'em

I'm way too good with the math, addin' O's and Z's, that's algebra trappin'

She feels my energy and pattern pattern

She wants to boogie like lavish

Arch it, blow her back in

Then it's back to the wrappin'

They tried dash, catch 'em

They're chickens, wrap 'em

I'm way too good with the math adding O's and Z's that's algebra trappin'

She feels my energy and pattern pattern

She wants to boogie like lavish

Arch it, blow her back in

Then it's back to the wrappin'

[Verse 2: Kwengface]

Tried dash, catch 'em (get em)

They're chickens, peri (skrr)

If you don't wanna bang and you don't wanna trap, get served like a deli (get oppy)

MP baby when I got lazy I used to put my stick in Kelly (true)

It's the deepest speaks when I jump on the riddim

Me and Fizz parked on Shelly, Ave (oi)

In OT I moved any, cats (oi)

I don't really fuck with many, man (oi oi)

Two sticks and a ride, man's doing up twix

No chis, no way of getting shelly on gang (gang)

Mans been bored in Pecks, bored in pecs

Bored on the opp block too (low it)

Mans been bored both sides of his face (low it)

Now mans doing up peek-a-boo

[Chorus]

Look

They tried dash, catch 'em

They're chickens, wrap 'em

I'm way too good with the math, addin' O's and Z's, that's algebra trappin'

She feels my energy and pattern pattern

She wants to boogie like lavish

Arch it, blow her back in

Then it's back to the wrappin'

They tried dash, catch 'em

They're chickens, wrap 'em

I'm way too good with the math adding O's and Z's that's algebra trappin'

She feels my energy and pattern pattern

She wants to boogie like lavish

Arch it, blow her back in

Then it's back to the wrappin'