[Verse 1: ND]

Bust them doors, jump out, get fishing

Civilians watching, mind your own business

I'm doing two weeks in country, serving

My mum's been reporting man missing

Sin Squad step, slap corn where you're thinking

One eye closed, no winking

Jakes on the low where the waps are hidden

Sin Squad step, tape off where you're chilling

I'll back my friend, I won't stand there watching

Shanks get swung, I don't know about boxing

What happened to Ramz was shocking

L22 got hit in his noggin

K on the L, have you fucking lost it?

Last nigga that added them K's got put in a coffin

12 gauge long, so you know him, he's chopping

12 gauge long so you know it got shortened

Thsi gyallie here so boring, yawning

On the opp block exploring, touring

Blades get stuck in your organs

Cells get beat in the night and the morning

Waps get beat in the night and the morning

Bro went to the 2's and bored him

Sin Squad don't back phones and record it

[Verse 2]

Rambo, tryna push it in organs

Laughed when I heard I fucked up his walking

Talk that talk, but talk is cheap, so I did up the boy in ***

They act for the camera, see, I was all blacked out like GP

That boy got chinged on an empty stomach, all he wanted was some McD's

Serious splashings, my sinners are violent, double tap that then duck from sirens

They act for the social media, live in the flesh, they go into hiding

Purge, purge on your block, we're eager

Swing and ching, do him grim, no reaper

She gave face, no way can I jeet her

Deepthroat, so we're tryna push it deeper