[Intro: LP & LooseScrew]

Ay, big LP

You know who the fuck it is

Free the fucking guys

Kartel shit, some M17

Free all my fucking niggas

M17 (M17), smoke, mhm

You know what's going on, man

(Gang, gang, gang)

[Intro: Mayski, Kwizzy & Screwloose & Loose]

Real bad boy from the London flats, facts (Smoke)

Circulate the whole map (Mmm, ayy)

Get that drop, we pullin' up (Gang)

Scary sight when gangs in the cut (Ayy, cut)

M17, Kartel (Smoke)

On the opp block, raisin' hell (M17, brrr)

Got the wap, got the shells

Don't lack with your girl (Don't lack,)

[Verse 1: Screwloose & Loose]

In that German on John Ruskin (Skrr, mmm)

And that car's filled up with Russians (Gang)

See the opps and man's dumpin', tryna leave corn in that dumb prick (Ayy, bow)

Talk about "Twix"

But gang flew to your block with two sticks (M17)

Shots fired, that's a target hit (Bow)

Then we circulate back to the strip (Ayy)

And I'm hearin' that my screws got tightened? (Tightened)

Suttin' 'bout "Wrong place, wrong timin'" (Mmm, chattin')

Someone tell me why Tookie keeps lyin'?

Of course we dance

Gyal fell in love with the Moscow March (Ayy, skrr, skrr)

And feds want me on the wing like RVP

I do the Frog Splash like I'm RV (Gang), that's Rob Van Dam

Might take a bad bitch and fly her out to 'Dam

And I'm a Moscow veteran (Mmm, veteran)

Any opp dat I see, man's wettin' him (Ayy)

Man's off, my middles stay gettin' it

Don't want to hear stories, bring my percentage

G4 boys, local scammer, I'm a scammer

Who's that opp? Get the dagger

Oh shit, I meant the hammer, uh (M17)

Man's not hot, Michael Dapaah

Get 'round there, load this wapper (Smoke)

Back the wap and watch them scatter

[Verse 2: Kwizzy & Loose]

I'm on the opp block, just lookin' for targets (Mm, where you at?)

Caught Big Mosh right next to the market

Beefin' kids and old school pastors (Ayy)

Probably why I got fucked up karmas (Ayy)

This shotgun straight from the farmers (M17)

Blood gon' spill like pints of lager (Bap)

Skully got shot, needs more than a plaster (Ayy)

Abz is dead, think he needs a charger (Mmm)

These opps keep gettin' me mad (Mad)

Them man get wrapped in the can (Mmm)

If it weren't Ish, Jloud, it was Rampz (Ayy, gang)

Snoopy got wrapped in the can (Can)

I guess he couldn't back that chat (Dickhead)

Their whole gang just full up of liars (Ayy)

They don't want no smoke

Since they lost their boss, they retired (Haha)

I was in jail, no one cared 'bout me

Now I'm on road, I don't care 'bout you (Buggin')

It's Wizz, May, Screw

Three rambos, that's loads of juice (Ayy, splash)

This bad B gettin' confused, she thinks that I'm Moscow 'cah I'm with Loose (M17, Kartel)

Bun anythin' that's 2, same way I bun my zoot (Smoke)

We ride, they hide

Don't let the music get you confused (Trust me)

Them man do it for the views and I'm tryna put auntie's son on the news (News)

[Verse 3: Mayski & Loose]

Let me start it like this (Let's go)

Most of the opps been whacked or splashed (Ayy)

Lucky that GB, Latz ain't out there smokin' that Abdi pack (Dead boy, smoke)

Nothin' ain't changed, still creep where you hang, chest-shot gang

Shouts Dice, TB and Abz (Mhm)

Real bad boy from da London flats

Circumnavigate then go back (Ayy)

She brown and cute, covered in Mac (Ayy)

She holds my blicky, nuttin' 'but love

Tarnish man for movin' all dumb, run

Barbie screamin' out "gun"

Nothin' ain't changed, we pull up, they run (Skrrt)

Kweng got whacked, shouldn't have lacked

Throwin' up hand signs, she's so fine, mine

Hold it down 'til I die, ride

Ballied up to my eyes, slide

Tell them boy come outside

Free Jetli, my broski, my slime (Free 'im up)

When we lurk, we don't see them guys

Young Gs cattin' all of these times

So they go Cowley most of the time

Man want talk 'bout bootings, shootings

How many times have I run down Snoop? (Brrr)

Lean out the ride like Boyz n the Hood (Smoke)

King on your block, I'ma take that crown

Still lurk 'round where Abz got found (Dead boy)

Still lurk 'round where Abz got found (Gang)

[Chorus: Mayski, Kwizzy & Screwloose]

Real bad boy from the London flats, facts (Smoke)

Circulate the whole map (Mmm, ayy)

Get that drop, we pullin' up (Gang)

Scary sight when gangs in the cut (Ayy, cut)

M17, Kartel (Smoke)

On the opp block, raisin' hell (M17, brrr)

Got the wap, got the shells

Don't lack with your girl (Don't lack,)