Hook x2:
Who!
The fuck!
Is hitting up my phone!
It's half past ten!
Cunt!
Im tryna work!
You dope!
Say you got my addy
But ik you won't pull up!
Tryna line me up
But ik you got no scope!
Verse 1:
New to the game, I'll invite you
I ain't the type to just fight you
Needing a reason for treason
Or maybe not pleasing
Me well in first greeting
My mind states defensive
Know when im incentive
Ik what's impending
Im up in the clouds
Smoked out like a bouszs
Not a doubt
Going round in my nouse
Ik what can fix you
Ik what's the issue
Coming round, gonna slip you
Gon knock you down
Split your tissue
Omw!
Yh i stiffed you!
Hard par to reissue
And I know that pissed you
Off
On the run and on another chargе
Hook x2:
Who!
The fuck!
Is hitting up my phone!
It's half past ten!
Cunt!
Im tryna work!
You dopе!
Say you got my addy
But ik you won't pull up!
Tryna line me up
But ik you got no scope!
Verse 2:
Armed and dangerous
Not too many come to play with us
Young don, king coming out of essex
Steal your shit, straight from a message
No defences
Hoes are restless
No dependance
All for vengeance
Makaveli
Master and apprentice
Taking it home
To Southend
Run the coast
Shankfest, real accounts
Mad tings, all about
How it goes down
Even with Feds about
Holding firearms
To kids just walking about
Not doing nothing wrong
Just walking about
Can get your top blown off
By an officer
Just on a mad one
Gotta keep your self aware
Hook x2:
Who!
The fuck!
Is hitting up my phone!
It's half past ten!
Cunt!
Im tryna work!
You dope!
Say you got my addy
But ik you won't pull up!
Tryna line me up
But ik you got no scope!
Verse 3:
Not too many
Real ones wanna play these games
They seen it on the telly
Yh, they seen it cross the sc
Knowing full well that we hold up more than most
Make man turn to a ghost
Effortless, go!
Guns toted out the window
Gotta prove that she's the goat
Think that she can float
Cos she knows just how it goes
Yh run them plays
We'll run that fade
Just as quickly as you save
Cos these tearz
Been dripping
Liquid
Mixed in
With some codeine scriptions
N Promethazine mixtures
Got that cali pack up in the fixtures
Burning through all of these bitches
Hook x2:
Who!
The fuck!
Is hitting up my phone!
It's half past ten!
Cunt!
Im tryna work!
You dope!
Say you got my addy
But ik you won't pull up!
Tryna line me up
But ik you got no scope!