[Intro: LD]

Still gang, gang, gang, gang on them, you know?

L, shows was a mazza

Sixty

All-a dat, all-a dat

[Verse 1: LD]

I stepped in on some gang ting

All my drillers in the background (Sixty)

LD talks real facts (L)

You can go and check my background (Check it)

Old school I used to phone bro, like, yo, M, bring the Mac 'round (M)

Still up to that same crud but we're having talks about racks now

(Racks)

Everyone's from the hood

But the difference is we get money here

And you know we got big waps

Enemies ain't coming here (No way)

And you know I'm on that stain shit

See a crop, and I'll run in there

Sound it off for the sake of it (Blow!)

Sounding like we brought a drum in there

I bang bang, for my hood (Bang)

Still the same motherfucker

That will get you bang-banged out your boogs (Bang, bang)

The industry gon' respect me

I'm a badman and they shook (Shook)

Award shows with the blickies on us, they know we're here but don't look (In here)

On the way to a show now and I'm stilling smelling of the bando

On the motes with Asap

Making sweeter drinks than mango (That's bro)

My main girl wanna fly out, but I'm getting busy in the flats though

In love with this war stuff

I know, opps know, the feds know, and the fans know

That six gang's still drilling

Do it like Fufu, grab and dip him

Excellent fishing

Roll up with smoke, spark and blow

Come like we're billing (Spark 'dat)

Either way man's winning (Ay)

Eating well in this music 'ting

And this rap game's so filling (Hm)

[Break: LD]

Comfy

Come on, man

Still gang anywhere

I'll cut anywhere, man

Young boy with links to the OG's

You know, man

[Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal]

Raskit

It's live-o, yeah

Shellings

I know a couple drillers and felons

They talk like I fell off the face of the earth

And they sound so hurt

I just bought a couple more dwellings

Who are these bellends, and what are they selling?

Who are they telling?

I'll kick your head in, and press on the swelling

Yeah I'll split your melon, and spread out your melanin

Why are these breddas so feminine?

Mind the direction you're heading in

I'm so ahead of the game

I'm offended you would even mention me

In the same breath as these any-men

Any attempt to throw dirt on my name, will just make me a lot

And raise up my adrenaline

How many times have these breddas tried switch up the program?

And then turn around and say, "Dylan, I'm sorry, now can we be friends again?"

I don't wanna truce

The truth is, I'm way too loose

And if it's all music, keep it all in the booth

Make no excuses, I'm too exclusive

It's long in the tooth, and it's all useless

All of these bookey Judas moves

Just proves that they're all bloody losers

I'm so abusive, forgive my rudeness

I'm so ruthless

Lord of the manor, no home improvement

Raised in the manor

Manaman like me made the biggest movements

Forget the rumours

I school the students

Take trips to Toulouse, or to Bermuda, for the amusement

Lose your illusions and bemusements

You're confused, and you ain't got a clue who's who

Keep jumping to conclusions

Fool

[Break: LD]

Woi-oi

L, Raskit

Let me charge up for them

Ya' know?

Hmm

Sixty

All-a dat, all-a dat

Aye

[Verse 3: LD]

Still P.C.D. any time of day for anyone of my brodies (Waps)

New wap got the gang charged, gotta treat this one like a trophy

(Hm)

Masked up like he's LD (L)

Pussy boy you don't know me (No)

And you ain't with the six-gang

You ain't shot shit, you a phoney (Six)

Come a long way from selling benz's (Ha)

Now we might just tour the world, you see gang pullin' up in Benz's (Skrr, skrr)

Young boy in the back coolin' with the long one like it's fencing (Long one)

'Dem Gucci Frames look nice, til' ST fires up them lenses

Don't at me—come check me

Either way, they respect me (They do)

Got (shh) touched, and (shh) touched

And I just sipped on my Tetley (Ha)

You see what happens when you vex me

Overseas with some sexy girls, and all of them wanna sex me

Think we're calm cause we're overseas, til' I kick a boy off his Jetski

[Outro: LD]

And I ain't playin' either, man

This for real, you know, L

Come on

The masked one

Sixty

All-a dat!