[Intro: DA]
Beefin’ kids no heart some b-
I’m tryna put a paigon in a c-
Just completed the chase now I’m changin’
[Verse 1: DA]
The talk on the net gets jarring
Do straight touring pull up no warning
Rubbers at home still slap that naked (Bow)
Man give it round two no stalling boots or not know DA’s scoring
All of this weight on my back I’m hauling
Hop out the ride, metal in palms
Vehicle flip, look like it’s transforming
[Verse 2: Hitman]
Circle, circle and do it like feds can’t do it like them cah they do it for the net
They just cut through for a sec no meddling, pedalling back just to cause a menace (On volts)
Like Dennis I got my darg, I step with gnash
Up front anywhere on violence, no hesitation to make that cut if there’s any sight of Trident
[Verse 3: DA and Hitman]
Two boots in the back of this four door whip see a opp and I clear it (Let it off)
No gas gun still catting to air it air it
Dotty shells gon’ tear him Samurai Jack man split it and spear it
Fill it and share it or dig it and tear it
Back to the dings for the gang just aired it jump in the four door start and skrr
[Hook: DA and Hitman]
Beefin’ kids no heart some bastards (Dickheads)
I can’t do no dates, wait
I’m tryna put a paigon in a casket
I just done me a job that’s jump out gang now I’m back at the base tryna rass it (Smoke it up)
Just completed a chase now I’m changing plates (Skrrt skrrt)
Driver screaming we can’t chance it
You know it’s on hip don’t ask it
[Verse 4: DA]
Can’t put no fuckboys on a feature phone me up for a four and a half on con’
Do I look like a hope dealer?
Hell in a cell I got all of my opps on ropes
Bitches I’m beefing divas
Drives at the squad, ask first eediats “Who’s gonna score?”
I bet you it’s me first
Put a boy’s name on the back of a t-shirt
On a t-shirt if I reverse didn’t get six in and out of this one way
And you don’t want smoke don’t choose it or two’s it you can get billed up frontways
From East we can tell you ‘bout gunplay
Taking his ice and his cream on a Sunday
Get the reload on a Monday, see offence and they take flight like a runway
[Verse 5: Hitman]
They know Hit’s face, I’m far from famous (They do)
I’m the opp block bully it’s blatant bally on my face unknown I’m faceless
More time I’m there it’s vacant step no patience sight of paigons
Jump out the ride four guys with latex
Driver staying, no we ain’t playing, we pursue it’s them we’re chasing
We just grabbed new plates for the dings
OBT take that on a wizz
No stalling rise up three more nigs
Double clutch foot down, I drive a pump
Slapping them hunts to avoid them cunts
Same blue tryna take down the tugs
Get grabbed mix up is nuts, they wan’ fling cuffs so I squeeze and cut
[Hook: DA and Hitman]
Beefin’ kids no heart some bastards (Dickheads)
I can’t do no dates, wait
I’m tryna put a paigon in a casket
I just done me a job that’s jump out gang now I’m back at the base tryna rass it (Smoke it up)
Just completed a chase now I’m changing plates (Skrrt skrrt)
Driver screaming we can’t chance it
You know it’s on hip don’t ask it
[Verse 6: Hitman]
Me and bro in the T house risks we’re chancing
Cats love work so they’re T house flooding
Keep it coming I might drop suttin I don’t do shots can’t take no muggage
Dem boy know ‘bout the shotgun bussin’
Buss it once had ***** cuttin’
He saw death, he couldn’t stop runnin’
Far from impressed that’s a usual somethin’
[Verse 7: DA]
I’m tired of paigons meddling
More than allergies when it sneezes
Hospital beds and medicine
I’m in the passy Hitman’s driving
We’re actually feeling adrenaline
Me I’m a shotgun veteran
Shells stuff hella in
Got light like bleach or dark like melanin
[Hook: DA]
Beefin’ kids no heart some bastards
I can’t do no dates, wait
I’m tryna put a paigon in a casket
I just done me a job that’s jump out gang now I’m back at the base tryna rass it
Just completed a chase now I’m changing plates
Driver screaming we can’t chance it
You know it’s on hip don’t ask it