Extinction

By Sin Squad (SS)

Released on July 29, 2020

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[Intro]

HARGO Production

Go on, my bro

Yeah man, free the get back members

The one and only Gunna, free SlapIt

Free Trillwick, free Sav, free Sneakz


[Verse 1: Stewie]

Splash man bait then cut from the scene

I don't know 'bout 'Out Till Late'

Don't see no one and my pet's on E

Four got touched in a day

Bro cheffed Big A in the passenger seat

I just spot me an opp with Joobz

Just rev up the 'ped and they cut from me

Caught us an opp, bro wet it

Hands on my heart, man heard him plea

Wet, drench, can't firm this heat

They want me locked on the wing like Sneakz

Backroad, bro done it and watched him leak

Six or seven, a whole load of leaks

Do it with tekkers, I'm piercing tee's

Ride in the stolen Vectra, buck me an opp

And I'll swing for his bean


[Verse 2: ND]

'Bout you "on the Lane tryna, find Chief Keef"

Mad, K1; still out on the block

Screaming out 'FYHHD'

Xabad on me, what, Jeme got greased?

I see man tensin', lookin' all hench

Bow, now he's all rubbed, he's weak

Blackz in the T, late-night ting

Just zagging up both, he don't know about sleep

LR on the gas, bare tires screech

Free Trillwick, he's a well-known splasher

Taped off Eddy, taped off Wood Green

Edmonton's dry, don't need no cream

Jump out gang, saw man try ski

Jigga beat corn and it went through his tee

I'm surprised 'cah the prick still breathes

Beretta on me or the rammy on me


[Verse 3: Stewie]

Wagwan for these local strangars?

Badders, don't foam my face, have manners

300, if I spot me an opp

Jump off and I'll back Xing Xiao's

On the gang ting, I ain't ramping

Do it, that's me and the mandem

Corn get beat like Brazzers

Burn my kicks, then back to the bandizz

Intent for the kill

If I had my shaves', would've diced his face that day

Wanna know who we're ridin' on

Aves or Afghan'O estate

I don't know 'bout 'Out Till Late'

Shh got K'd and shh got K'd

Flick of the wrist gon' up this prof'

If I ain't in ends then I'm somewhere kway

The pressure's applied on blocks

And they don't come back

Don't care for their friends

Stressed, bro got slapped with a decade

Ments, he has to serve half, not ten

We do dippings, they do legs

Amazing one when shh got cheffed

Wet, they want me on the wing like Sterling

Instead, I secure my goal like Čech

[Verse 4: ND & Stewie]

Shotgun bark, bulldog woof

How many trips have the gangdem took?

Bros dem locked 'cah soul got took

Step 'round there with waps, we're purging

Don't get caught tryna link your bouff

Free Rellz, free Joobz

Numerous times we've been to your hood

Really tryna insert blades in hoods

Smoke on me, who said it was menthol?

'Ped's on E, fill it up with petrol

17 inch gon' pop blood vessels

Drill complete, that one was successful

You don't wanna see gang go mental

Opps get filled with lead, no pencils

Live'O corn go fly for your temple

Armed with shanks, we ain't come here to wrestle

Trainers, parked up basis, need new laces, slap at him

Sav done splashed up Swift and Izzy

When JM splashed up Ridz

In jail, don't know 'bout pressure

How much yutes crumbled like crisp?

Everyone wan' take that risk

Until they get dropped and put in my spliff


[Verse 5: ND]

Who's these yutes adding K's to my block?

Their whole blocks washed, I call them laundrettes

When shh got shot, he looked head lost

'Cause the corn there hit him in his forehead

JR my slime, can't violate mine

Gang bring smoke to your doorstep

Jigga had the twin-barrel dotts in the 2's

Please don't lack or he's aiming for your head


[Verse 6: Stewie]

15, I was beefing olders

Fuck an older, I don't care about age

TP in the cut, black blade

LR gon' shift that clutch on the mains

Oi, who's that yute in the A?

That's bally and glove, don't leave no trace

Wait, dip that down on the mains

And if I had mine, I would've splashed his face


[Outro]

HARGO Production