(AL)

Step to your block your always crying

Your boys they out there always dying

C-Course I’m trying, To kill man like private Ryan

Don’t chat, This beef is frying

Interview Room You were singing and lying

D-Dip this Blade it’s horrifying

Our teams out here qualifying

You’re in the station identifying

Don’t sit there I’ll w-ave the nine

Glade side Road your O-ver Line

I’m not a family guy like Brian

My Chings sharper than the Lion

Stocking The Waps, that’s what we’re buying

Trying to score on the opps like Bayern

(LB)

When I mashed mans head off the kurb

He didn’t give verbal cause he weren’t heard

Wet it, now his words getting slurred

Slashed him made his vision go blurred

When my gang roll out we’re killing them nerds

My shank comes first, no second or third

I’ve been smoking on sherb, that’s loud herb

It’s got me high like the birds

Kid give verbal, shits getting stirred

When I hop out the whip, back out the rambo

That’s when the cheffings occured

(TD)

Tryna get me nicked, tryna get me bagged

Are you mad, all the opps just talk is wass

And my raps no cap, all I talk is facts

All day in be trap tryna get this bag

The Opps on job, don’t get me mad

(Ding) got caught lacking outside his gaff

The Opps on job, don’t get me mad

(Ding) got caught lacking outside his gaff