[Music Video Intro]

Dunkno

Young Size, Tiny Snap, Stigs

Dunkno, real badman out 'ere

Dunkno, PYG

Free JR, free Young Spen, free Max badman

Free Opz, you dun know

[?] in the building

Feared By Many, Respected By Most

Go cop dat now, cop dat ASAP

RIP Termz

Free my nigga Jones (free my nigga Jones)

Free Nut Nut, free Jones, Tiny Boost

PYG, fuck the rest of them (PYG)

Niggas know the face I don't have to say nuttin

I know Shooting Size Instant, braap

That's the colours init

[Intro: Young Size]

The PY fucking G's don't ever forget the name

Young Size, Tiny Snap, Stigs

[Verse 1: Young Size]

You had two turners and never turn nuttin' (dickhead)

When I ride up on your block, I'ma turn something off

He thinks he can try come Wooly Road and bark it off

But when I come up on your block, little dickhead signing off (pricks)

I ain't even 16 yet but I'm a rassclart boss (fucking general)

Pecky young G, while I stay making P's (PY, fuck nigga, fuck nigga)

Your gang stays washed

If you touch Young Josh, imma (dead) fucking get the Russian man

And blow this little dickheads mind (over)

No A&E, braindrain flatline (ghost)

When I ride on your life

I got the S9 t-beam

Controlling (my nigga) the old botty

I'm a real g I don't, watch no face (fuck you I don't give a fuck)

I put a hole up in anybody (endless, any nigga)

And my nigga got, he will make, something, blow up in your fucking top (he will g)

You say you're greazy, well come and buck me on that yellow block (bang)

[Verse 2: Stigs, T.Snap]

Badman Stig crazy

Chatting hot when the gun blaze

I ain't barked off yet but I can tell that I got sick aim (sick aim)

In the booth spitting out flames, knifework plus I pop chains (piff)

It ain't nuttin' to me, tryna violate the firm

I make you turn 60 degrees

At a dumb speed knifing his cheek

When the flip speaks, you'll be all in the dash and the windscreen

Bit mental with a knife work, put it in his chest

Blood leaks on the street curb

Stab first, I ain't speaking shit

Speak no words (shhh), I ain't freezing

I'm nothing like a iceberg

My dawg roll through

Tiny Reeks and Young Termz (Young Termz) put it in your chest

Show you, that the knife hurts

Grinding (grinding, I'm tryna get my P's up), I'm tryna get my p's up

Knife him in his head, still (Tiny Snap) put his CG's up

[Verse 3: Tiny Snap]

Wanna eat off my name (name)

You can do it on the riddim ah

Grip the gloves, I put something in 'em

I be grabbing on a nine, or pulling on a Smith'n (Smith'n)

If I'm with Young Size, I'ma definitely kill him (dead)

Gunshot dead when I blow off my ting

Aim for the head, collarbone and chin

(No opera) No opera, when the S9 sings (nah)

Leave a pussy dead, or in the wing (shallow)

I love the pound 'cause it puts pricks in pain (pain)

Load up the ting someones ready to cook braids

Squeeze on the trigger like the last bit of tooth paste (squeeze)

I aim at your dome then I give you a shot face (bow)

If you fuck with Tiny Nuttie or my nigga Young Size (Nuttie)

You'll be, in the box but your soul in the sky (sky)

You'll be getting touched up, when the slugs start to cry (ragh)

'Cause the tray don't care nah it don't give blys (nah)

I will stab a nigga up, for my dawg Mason (Mace)

Niggas get touched in Somerleyton (dickhead)

'Cause they thought it was jokes that we were making

So Young Size went and let the S9 rape him (dickhead)

[Outro: Tiny Snap]

Yeah, Tiny Snap

Free Young Spen, Young Lap, Max

You dun know

Free up my niggas innit

Brants, Young Termz, Murder, Little Taz, Young Sykez

Free all the mandem innit

Opz, Young Spen, Max, Jones, Boost

Dun know, PYG fuck the rest of them

It's really getting peak trust me