[Hidden Humane]

Verse:

Walk in the spot and it's empty (huh)

Pills in my pocket, protects me (yeah)

Who's that, holding the gauge

With a pen on the page

Aye that's my hitter MV

Walk in the trap

Got their head in their hands

Cos I weren't in their plans

Now im takin the product

Held up with a nozzle

And I keep my mouth shut

I ain't wearing a muzzle

She wanna come round just to cuddle

But im holding it down with a nuzzle

Ain't piecing together this puzzle

My life's getting faded

With every red lettеr

[Hidden Humane]

Hook x2:

Stacking

Yh im sat in the back

With a pack in my hands

Rollin it up

But i don't fw

Praising it all

Gotta stretch out my bandz

Yk im

[Hidden Humane]

Versе 2:

Im, in the back of a transit van

Armed to the tee

With a lighter and a hydrox can

Set up, to blam! Any man

Wan jam!

Fire on me!

Fire on me!

All you man know i got

Fire on me!

Come to the place

And I've already

Flee, from the scene

I don't keep a piece

But i don't keep the peace

Rest, never sleep

That's the cousin of death

I ain't flirting with eve

But i still take her eden

Even if it's just for the evening

[Hidden Humane]

Hook x2:

Stacking

Yh im sat in the back

With a pack in my hands

Rollin it up

But i don't fw

Praising it all

Gotta stretch out my bandz

Yk im

[Hidden Humane]

Verse 3:

Up and im juggin

Face never dullin

Best know im Pulling

10s, give em doolie

Play with them, bully

Do up my hoodie

Spark up after

I backstrapped this cookie

Ain't worth my attention

I still take adventure

Advantage of my ventures

Vendor to those who want mentals

Pills pay my rent, hoe!

If you want beams, im gone light you (aye!)

My shits gon sparkle like raichu (aye!)

If you want lean, shit! I'll pint you (aye!)

Pay up, or im grabbing a rifle (wah¡)

Best know my dick gonna split you (aye!)

Straight from the hip

Make your lip

Start to quiver (aye!)

Cos im just a different (aye!)

Hook x2:

Stacking

Yh im sat in the back

With a pack in my hands

Rollin it up

But i don't fw

Praising it all

Gotta stretch out my bandz

Yk im

[BZ]

Verse 4:

Sat in the back with a wap on my lap

Backing it out, make a man doin lap

See a guy, Sprinter

He workin my trap

Spittin straight heat

No time for a cap

Insert blood on my Rambo

Shank

Took his guts and my blade just drank

Lost control and my mind went blank

Lost control and my mind went blank

Switch

X man out like im using twitter

Dont chat shit cos you know Im a sinner

Motive ready, girls drink my liquor

Bunnin my zoot, yeah!

Where's my clipper?

Step in the booth

I can step on the block

Cold face, heart

Black vision, the lock

Chat on my name, till I circle the spot

Ask what they say and they say they forgot

[JJ]

Verse 5:

Slidin thru so dont act tough

2 Waps and a shank

You know you're fucked

With your crew and they all done ducked

Your marges crib is where we bucked

Had to say it

"Bro you're out of luck"

Sat in the corner like a cuck

Sat in my bread man, yeah im countin it up

Blade to his chest and im takin his cut

Try and diss me, yeah, you'll get punished

10/10 buzzing you know I brung it

See your block and I might just run him

Playing cards like Gin and Rummy

Feel the Liquor and it's in my tummy

It ain't that funny

White ting

Call her my bunny

Couldn't tell by the hook this tunes bout money

Hook x4:

Stacking

Yh im sat in the back

With a pack in my hands

Rollin it up

But i don't fw fags

Praising it all

Gotta stretch out my bandz

Yk im