[Verse 1: KayMuni]

Put this yola in the microwave

Going OT, I'm finna bill another line today

You know what they say about time is money

But when Muni got time, yo they ain't got time for Kay

I don't give a fuck though as long as the fiends happy

And since fourteen, I've been knee deep akhi

And ask the whole hood, I was fifteen with three phones

Muni love money, ask Chanel, even she knows

Yeah I fuck up the block, ask the block boys

Trapping all month, I ain't watched the new Top Boy

Chilling with my bitch, smoking Cali, watching BMF

Meech and Terry just remind me of me and F

New phone, new spot, got me feeling like Blacka

In the car with this Trey, got mе feeling like Scrappa

Free the C's, really staining and sliding on MAPA

Gеtting mad when my phone ring, you ain't never had a trapper

And now you take it back when you said your man trapped before

But it's okay baby girl, I heard that cap before

What's that in your bag? You ain't never seen a wap before

Yo I'm from the trench where you're weird if you ain't slapping corn

If you ain't slapping Treys, staining or trapping beige

They told me "Keep rapping Kay cah other niggas capping ayy"

And ask Jack, we made like fifty out that one wok

And ask shh, we made like fifty out that one spot

[Verse 2: Bino]

Ayy Kay, I don't put my yola in the microwave

I do it on the stove but either way, they're getting high today

I bill a spot on any block, I'm Marlo from The Wire

Why you rapping bout these hammers? You ain't never stepped with fire

Little nigga you a liar, serving punters, Danny Dyer

I just took it out the pot and gotta wait until it's dryer

Bitch I'm really from the trenches, we spend thousands on them fryers

We've been bagging up for hours, everybody in here tired

Convos with a lifer make you appreciate a lot more

Reminiscing times we gave the whole of Norwood lockjaw

You was happy with a rack but I was tryna make it pop more

We ain't going sleep, the kitties calling for an encore

My yola looking yellow but my dirty look like contour

If you're talking drug squad, it's gangnem they come for

Like what the fuck you run for? Must have been a gun sound

Hammer price inflated, heard they're cheaper down in Brum town

Me I've been trapping, I ain't serving to no new folk

When I wet that pussy, had them screaming like a two-stroke

I don't diss the dead but I still bill it and take two tokes

I don't diss the dead but I still bill it and take two tokes