[Verse]

A lot of hoods wanna back their peeps

We back ours like we're backing Jeeps

You dun know that we're stacking heaps

When it's on top we're packing heats

You don't wanna be alone on the strip

When man might run up with the chrome to your whip

Empty it all in your dome and your hip

Leave you slumped on the floor, no chip

Bodybag and toe tag your whole fam

Tings that we buss, you know they don't jam

All you're gonna hear is (bam ba-bam bam!)

Man ah still point the left and right hand

Double H, I rep the hood hard

Man was on tag, locked down in the yard

Everyone knows I'm a soldier, I told ya

When I'm back on road, look over your shoulder

You're not from my manor

Where man might run up on you with the hammer

Could be Boakye, Frimpong, Nana

Black stars with an all-black bandana

Your mandem are Hollywood guys

My mandem don't need a disguise

If we show you our face in attack

It means that mandem will probably die

Alie? So you better not try

'Cah man will run up on you quick with the py-py

Letting it off all in your face and thighs

Same place you stand is the place you'll die

(Yeah!) Leng a man down

Bare hot lead will bend a man down

Dem man don't know my men around town

Big up my don like J to the Brown, yo

32 in the clip

Lift, aim, spray, hit

I'll leave all of your mandem lit

Head, neck, chest split

I've got power, mandem are shower

We can spray up anywhere for an hour

Close or long-range, anything goes

Burst man's head all over his clothes

Hundred man deep when I roll with the bros

Did I bring them all out? Nobody knows

Man are like rah when I kumbaya

With the AK, lick a man down from far

AK liff a man out of the car

Or run up and lick a man down with the star

You might see me on road on my Jones

Don't watch that, I'm good in all zones

North, south, east and west of the border

I know goons that can mess with your aura

You might see us running a man down

Pulling out sticks, gunning a man down

Bare heat, sunning a man down

Smoking peeps, bunning a man down

When there's drama, roll with the llama

Black and powerful like Obama

And if opportunity knocks

The big ting will liff' a man out of his socks

And if I draw for the sawn-off

Baow! Head get torn off

Baow! Face get torn off

Baow! That's with the sawn-off

And if I draw for the sawn-off

Baow! Head get torn off

I don't push weights no more

All I push is the Magnum .44

Have you ever felt one of those at your jaw?

Then let me cock it back 'cause you won't be seen anymore

From point-blank range I'll pepper your boat

Wipe out everything above your throat

Leave you tinted with your wig split

Body in seizure, having a fit

Flick that, are you ready for what I'm on?

I'm a lyrical veteran, yes, I'm a grime don

I be going hard on every riddim I ride on

Like a buff chick [?] ready to climb on

I don't care if you roll one man up

Two man up, three man up, I'll bad up

Each and every one of dem man will get grab up

[?] you might get kebab up

When you hear my delivery, I'll leave a next man shivery

Cause bare panic and misery

Man that thought they were bad turned fidgety-

That's all you're getting