Back 2 Back

By N15

Released on January 5, 2020

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[Intro]

Traphouse Mob

Ayy, CZR, you did a mazza still

Open the door, it's the police


[Verse 1: K1]

Make his eyes hop it like a Fendi Tee

And there's so much smoke in the ride, you would've thought it was THC

Fuck off shank and it's longer than Creepz (Creepa)

And these sweets won't leave you toothless

'Cah it's an attack, I'll make you bleed

Inject it, watch this bitch-boy scream

And let's not forget he got robbed for his jeans (Teewizz)


[Verse 2: Smoke SZN]

You don't wanna see my A-Team pull up your stress

That's blade's inject in chest (Ching, ching)

Gang blade done ducked yutes, ain't lookin a mess

They claim that them man need to give it a rest

I'm smoking on Lampz, he got put to rest (He's dead)

I'm smoking on Lampz, he got put to rest (He's dead)


[Verse 3: K1]

I'm tryna close man's eyes like curtains

I'm asking bro if he's alive and he's looking at me uncertain

Matching skengs, so you know that we're purging

Free Shambo, waves wands like Merlin

15 step, 'cah we're real cash earners

Bursting, bleach my blade, I put work in

Stab for the kill, all now they ain't learning (No cap)


[Bridge: Smoke SZN]

I got my rambo on my right hand side

So I swing my knife with my right hand (Swing it, swing it)

You wanna know why these opps don't like man?

'Cause I'm a bad boy and they can't be like man (They can't)

We go on glides like Clash of Titans (Glides)

But we ain't stupid, KRose (We're villians)

We're villains, my Lobo's are cluckin' to do some drillings (They cluckin')


[Verse 4: K1]

They twiss up the story like gyal (No lie)

And when I talk about big bits

No, I ain't talking about Mello or Lampz

They ride to the block

But like a civil', get sent right back (Ouch)

And I ain't talking about Walker but I'm tryna itch it in a paigon's back

Fifteen inch or a Samurai Jack (No cap)

Step and squeeze, man just see an IC3 (I did)

And the way that this shotgun bucked

You would've thought it's filled with fucking teeth (Bow)

Open him up like a noodle packet

Can't wait till I buck ZT

And she heard that we're from the 5

Now she on every man from South T (Haha)


[Verse 5: Smoke SZN]

Can I know why you love lie up on the net?

Like you ain't been ducked on numerous occasions

Shh got packed, shh got deaded (Is gone)

Now Shh is out the equation (Gone)

15'K? What where, so then ride on us

Me and the G's still waiting (We're waiting)

Jeet and skeet, get uck then cut (Then cut)

Smokey, ain't into the dating (I'm not)

Barbies waitin' for me to touch road (Waitin')

Tell them "I'm home soon", man, you gotta be patient (Patient)

This botty's longer than O (O)

Why do you think I call it ancient?

I'm adding K's to the 4's and I'm anti-Green too (Fuck the opps)

If we hop out the rides with the fours

Or jump off peds, then, what you gonna do?


[Verse 6: K1]

Facts, school days man had it in bags (Whoosh)

Shank come long like M

Man, it's poking out of my bag

Can't love no bitch, fell in love with these bands

Switching sides don't make you bad (Pussies)

NSav know he can't beef this gang, but truesay the 4's been crossed off the map (Dickhead)


[Verse 7: Smoke SZN]

I just stepped in

Samurai sword sword on me (On me)

Samurai sword, that's my favourite weapon (Favourite weapon)

Back my blade now I'm sweating (Sweating)

Swing my sword then I'm jetting (Ching him)

Run him down, do him up in seconds

Hate when they run, I really wanna get them

Your friend is gone, come avenge your bredrin (Is gone)


[Verse 8: K1]

Hold up, wait

ES just swings his blade (No cap)

Man try let of corn, but, ended up getting afray

She wants sex, like, "Get out of my face"

Slap that corn, let's see them race

PYC or protect your bae

Either way my mans getting blazed (Bow)

I just chopped man down to grams

And I ain't talking about lighting B (No scales)

And you know if I ain't got no shank man's drawing from my back, like, free BD

About we don't ride back, check the Gazette or ITV

And you know I do it like Shamz

Swing my blade through your Fendi Tee (Swing that)


[Verse 9: Smoke SZN]

Dotty come long like Skeng

Chop that down make it look like Littlez (Chop it, chop it)

Bad b bopping her head in slow-mo (Boppin')

She said I was sweet like Skittles, (Sweet)

She said I was sweet like honey, (Like honey)

Don't freeze up when you see me

You'll get juked in your chest and tummy (Ching, ching)


[Outro]

Traphouse Mob

Ayy, CZR, you did a mazza still