Sections Freestyle

By N15

Released on June 14, 2019

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[Hook: Lil'S15]

If I ever dash, I'm coming back slapping

With waps in the ride, tryna bang it

PYC, expect to get stabbed in

Lampa, Lampa, too loud, can't hack it

When I get 'round there, why they dashing?

ZT, ZT, better get to camping

If I catch him, you know I'm stabbing

If I catch up, you know I'm stabbing

If I ever dash, I'm coming back slapping

With waps in the ride, tryna bang it

PYC, expect to get stabbed in

Lampa, Lampa, too loud, can't hack it

When I get 'round there, why they dashing?

ZT, ZT, better get to camping

If I catch him, you know I'm stabbing

If I catch up, you know I'm stabbing


[Verse 1: K1]

I spit the truth like Latts

And when I'm talking 'bout big bits

No, I ain't talking about Mello or Lampz

K1 is the loudest dank

Lil' Shamz', spilling juice like Dabz

Tappz just swings his shank like Latts

Creepz in the back and he just want bang

Do it like B when I swing them bats

And I don't do F like FILA

If there's no one in the 2

I get 'round the 4, tryna do it like Creepa

Lil' man just rise and creep up

Talking from your chest, lil' man just speak up

15 step, bad gyal just ease up

Ease up

Fish out your chest, get beat up

Slap that dotts or I beat it like Alesha

ZT, ZT, ZT can't beef this gang

100% get put on the news

The 9 come tight like athlete shoes

Pedal-bike glides, do it on my 2's

Or we'll get ticked like Nike shoes

2 for 15 or 3 for 20

That's Kelvin or Negus too

And my girlfriend thinks I gone crazy

'Cah I fell in love with the handting, boo

Opened him up like a fucking journal

Now I got paigon blood on my Loubes

2 for 15 or 3 for 20

That's Kelvin or Negus too

Opened him up like a fucking journal

Now I got paigon blood on my Loubes


[Hook: Lil'S15]

If I ever dash, I'm coming back slapping

With waps in the ride, tryna bang it

PYC, expect to get stabbed in

Lampa, Lampa, too loud, can't hack it

When I get 'round there, why they dashing?

ZT, ZT, better get to camping

If I catch him, you know I'm stabbing

If I catch up, you know I'm stabbing

If I ever dash, I'm coming back slapping

With waps in the ride, tryna bang it

PYC, expect to get stabbed in

Lampa, Lampa, too loud, can't hack it

When I get 'round there, why they dashing?

ZT, ZT, better get to camping

If I catch him, you know I'm stabbing

If I catch up, you know I'm stabbing


[Verse 2: Lil'S15]

Rusty one, take it out on a date

I'll tell a bitch 'got my shank in the bag'

I can't get bored by a '18 plate

These Wood Green niggas just brass

Can't see none so I spin it right back

Then it's back to the trap where we make these bands

Can never be bummy like Lampz

I could never be bummy like Lampz

Oh no, what a shame

Temz better hit the gym

'Cah when I'm out here these niggas gotta race

And trust me, the beef is tense

They leave their friends and make tracks for the fame

These niggas love lie on my name

If I get round there with gang, we'll spray

If I get round there with gang, we'll spray

Lil Creepz got his fuck-off shank

You know he's tryna itch it in backs

And Tappz is tapped

Hit my man, and then he got cross off the map

And then he got cross off the map

And Tappz is tapped

Hit my man, and then he got cross off the-


[Verse 3: K1]

So if you're in or you're out, 'cah I'll get a man down for the cause

Hashtag drenched

Niggas don't know about gang

When I ride out, man's playing with skengs

Niggas try diss on my set, well, you can hold two in your chest

And we do bootings, the gang don't lie

You can check The Gazette

You can hold two in your back

15 inch or Samurai Jack

And if I rise that wap, 9 out of 10, I'm hitting your back

Or man's slapping at hats

No composure, I'm brucking her back

Said, no composure, I'm brucking her back

They see rambos and they leave each other

Back my ramz, watch my man stutter

I'm anti-green, so I do up the 9 with me and my brothers

Hop that fence, hand on your heart so you couldn't get drenched

I put blades in necks

Tell her get on her knees 'cah she can't get sex

Like what do you mean?

None of them boy there bad

Lampz got bun in his head

And I don't feel sorry for his dad

Said I don't feel sorry for his dad

Said I don't feel sorry for his dad