[Intro: Giggs]

SIMPLE

[Verse 1: Stigs]

Send your body to the sky

Leave him departed (Ghost)

If your nigga wants to violate, get an ass whip (Stab him)

Leave him in the casket (Dead)

Left speeding like a R6

Your chick's on my dick

You know I will rass it

And you know her pussy sweats more than your armpits (Slang)

If you're getting more food than the markets

Tiny Nuttie sucks that, get your arsed sticked (Up)

Came on your road, and I bottled you

And you wanna make lies, is that logical?

CS stabs generals so your niggas (Your boss)

Better bounce like a tennis ball

Get it in your mouth like a dental (Dental)

Or fill him with lead like a pencil (Pencil)

It's peak when the strap burns you

No gun, fly through with a knife like a ninja turtle

Hold a nank for a little verbal

Roll with a bottle daily 'cause I wanna hurt you

I know you wanna fist fight (Fist fight)

But when I run pull out the ting

Take out your insides

Talking on beats like I'm Big Ryde

It ain't like a bird, but you can watch the sweets fly

[Chorus: Stigs & Shocks]

I'm telling these guys (Guys)

Greazy younger put a knife in your chest

Leave your soul in the sky (Ghost)

Now this little scally turned fed

I'ma boot him in his face til my Adi's turn red (Adi's turn red)

Next ends got the ballies on head (Pow)

Little faggot turn dead

[Verse 2: Shocks]

My niggas say that I act bad (Bad), that I act mad (Mad)

Like I lost a couple brain cells like a granddad

Tryna get the Range Rove and the rucksack

Full of drugs chick Barbie'd off like a brat ad (Yeah)

Take a little think (Think), have you thought it yet?

You're fucking with some niggas that'll laugh at the thought of death (Death)

Strally kick you in your face, feeling like a horses leg (A horses leg)

And you'll have your head spinning like a launderette (Bang)

Wig crack, nothing long run with the stick

Heads crack like a poppadom jump in the whip (Jump)

Got a new word for you dumb little pricks listen it

You niggas are on a 'stuntical' tip (Ya liar!)

Run little prick

Bandana on the stick, that'll puncture your wig (Phuncture)

Don't get your lungs in a twist

Mind where your walk (Why's that?)

Cah you'll get slumped in the bricks (Bodied)

[Chorus: Stigs & Shocks]

I'm telling these guys (Guys)

Greazy younger put a knife in your chest

Leave your soul in the sky (Ghost)

Now this little scally turned fed

I'ma boot him in his face til my Adi's turn red (Adi's turn red)

Next ends got the ballies on head (Pow)

Little faggot turn dead

I'm telling these guys (Guys)

Greazy younger put a knife in your chest

Leave your soul in the sky (Ghost)

Now this little scally turned fed

I'ma boot him in his face til my Adi's turn red (Adi's turn red)

Next ends got the ballies on head (Pow)

Little faggot turn dead