Part 1
[Intro: LR]
C'mon, free the fucking mandem
Free Sneaks, free Slapit, free Trills, free Joobz, free Rellz
Free the fucking mandem, 100 times
[Chorus: LR]
Shit drillings don’t count
Don't ask me how
In the 9 where the guns go bow
Free Sneako, had the wildest trial
Fuck a verdict, they got my nigga locked down
Until then I'ma stack these pounds
Shotgun beat you can hear the sound
No brothel settings when I buss some rounds
The opps are wet, just thought I’d announce
Shit drillings don’t count
Don't ask me how
In the 9 where the guns go bow
Free Sneako, had the wildest trial
Fuck a verdict, they got my nigga locked down
Until then I'ma stack these pounds
Shotgun beat you can hear the sound
No brothel settings when I buss some rounds
The opps are wet, just thought I’d announce
[Verse 1: LR]
Free Sneaks, he don’t talk like them
He got bagged for an M, now he’s sitting in prison
My whole gang’s on drillings, juice been spilling
I’m in N9 tryna kill him
Your whole gang’s on fibbings, new plate victims
Rise this mash for bro in an instant
I don’t wanna hear chilling on the fence
Cah chilling on the fence, you gon’ end up on the bench
The whole gang’s left T-shirts drenched
Said it already, this beef’s intense
Shouts time 2 like Bold and Reeves
Xabad with Sparko dodging these feds
I got beef with old school friends
Chef, drench, depress these gems
Free Tugga, he love wipe his lens
Burn that bridge if he fucks with them
[Chorus: LR]
Shit drillings don’t count
Don't ask me how
In the 9 where the guns go bow
Free Sneako, had the wildest trial
Fuck a verdict, they got my nigga locked down
Until then I'ma stack these pounds
Shotgun beat you can hear the sound
No brothel settings when I buss some rounds
The opps are wet, just thought I’d announce
Shit drillings don’t count
Don't ask me how
In the 9 where the guns go bow
Free Sneako, had the wildest trial
Fuck a verdict, they got my nigga locked down
Until then I'ma stack these pounds
Shotgun beat you can hear the sound
No brothel settings when I buss some rounds
The opps are wet, just thought I’d announce
[Verse 2: ND]
Mello’s dead and you can’t replace him
How you get packed while raving?
He tried dash and the teeth just ate him
This shotgun here is Asian
Jigga rise that, tape off where you’re baking
Bros got locked cah soul got taken
Jeet and dash, sorry babe, not staying
K pack be the loudest dank but life in prison my broskis facing
I’m in N9 where four got bladed
Sawn off dots, .32 my favourite
Still got it on me while dating
10 o’clock news if you wan’ be famous
He got tanned and I celebrated
How many times have we jumped out blatant
Free Sneaky, he got locked for a shaving
[Chorus: LR]
Shit drillings don’t count
Don't ask me how
In the 9 where the guns go bow
Free Sneako, had the wildest trial
Fuck a verdict, they got my nigga locked down
Until then I'ma stack these pounds
Shotgun beat you can hear the sound
No brothel settings when I buss some rounds
The opps are wet, just thought I’d announce
Shit drillings don’t count
Don't ask me how
In the 9 where the guns go bow
Free Sneako, had the wildest trial
Fuck a verdict, they got my nigga locked down
Until then I'ma stack these pounds
Shotgun beat you can hear the sound
No brothel settings when I buss some rounds
The opps are wet, just thought I’d announce
[Verse 3: TP]
Numerous shavings, numerous statements
Opposition talks to bacon
Me and broski moving aimless
Swinging blades on the mains like Sensei
I can never get bun and poked like Ramz or get wigged in the head like Lampz
What you know about gliding with bro and itching to squeeze at anything green
Know there’s no I in team
So we get round there, it’s a treat
And you know we’re leaving the scene all sweet, do it like broski Sneaks
I’m beefing a lot of yutes, true say it is what it is
They don’t wanna see me with this ting, back it out, see everyone sprint
[Chorus: LR]
Shit drillings don’t count
Don't ask me how
In the 9 where the guns go bow
Free Sneako, had the wildest trial
Fuck a verdict, they got my nigga locked down
Until then I'ma stack these pounds
Shotgun beat you can hear the sound
No brothel settings when I buss some rounds
The opps are wet, just thought I’d announce
Shit drillings don’t count
Don't ask me how
In the 9 where the guns go bow
Free Sneako, had the wildest trial
Fuck a verdict, they got my nigga locked down
Until then I'ma stack these pounds
Shotgun beat you can hear the sound
No brothel settings when I buss some rounds
The opps are wet, just thought I’d announce
Part 2
[Chorus: LR]
Carrera bike or 125
Either way the enroute’s N9
Do it with Bully, wave our knives
Hide, run when the jaddz in sight
You know LR’s controlling the ride
Don’t think twice, just shift them lights
The Niners don’t chill when we slide
Anything Green get cross off the line
Carrera bike or 125
Either way the enroute’s N9
Do it with Bully, wave our knives
Hide, run when the jaddz in sight
You know LR’s controlling the ride
Don’t think twice, just shift them lights
The Niners don’t chill when we slide
Anything Green get cross off the line
[Verse 1: LR]
Free Sneakboy he got locked for a booting, shooting
All of my opps are losing
On the road had T-shirts ruined
Now I’m based off, like bro just twos him
Best mind the gang that you’re choosing
Verbal on the net, that shit is amusing
Free bro Slap, left more than a bruising
In the 2s, me and bro, we cruising
Buck me a opp, no way is he moving
Jump out gang, get straight to the juicing
Wet, do him, splash through him
The rales dem know what we’re doing
Beef gets hot, another opp got dropped
Don’t risk the life that you’re choosing
Beef gets hot, another opp got dropped
Don’t risk the life that you’re choosing
[Verse 2: TP]
Tell broski pass that spinner
It’s an assist if I hit this nigga (Bow)
In the field I’m scoring like Mbappe (No)
There’s no way you can’t say I’m a driller (Ah)
Juice done spilled like Bigga (Ching)
On the Aves where he turnt Casper (Ghost)
LR’s controlling the dinger (Skrr)
He rid to the 9 with a loaded spinner (Bow, bow)
Praying a opp boy slip
That’s rambo inject in skin (Ching)
Bet you should see the way he dropped
They got both of my bros in the can, it’s a mad ting, sad
Can’t shed no tear (I can't)
And know the opp boys fear me when they see me with the 17 inch (They do)
When they see me with the 17 inch (Ah)
[Verse 3: ND]
Jump in the 30’ Ves’, full throttle
Shotgun beat like brothels
Man get slapped, I don’t care about muscle
Park Lane be the wildest jungle
He got shot and I saw him crumble
Deadting screwed, tell her fix her frontal
Jailhouse ting, nuff face held knuckles
Corn got slapped, coulda hit some uncles
Can’t catch him, I’ll get his bro
He ain’t get left, what the fuck, he ain’t special
This Star 9's filled with dental
LR my slime, my genna, no Kendall
When SinSquad step they tremble
NP demons, Park Lane rebels
Bow, pellets dem sting like nettles
Do a man bait and go burn that rental
Step opp block with big boy toys
Headshot, chest shot, you’re annoyed
Don’t get caught tryna link your boys
He got got, it filled man with joy
Step round there, search and destroy
Unlimited bine for any opp boy
Unlimited bine for any opp boy
[Chorus: LR]
Carrerra bike or 125
Either way the enroute’s N9
Do it with Bully, wave our knives
Hide, run when the jaddz in sight
You know LR’s controlling the ride
Don’t think twice, just shift them lights
The Niners don’t chill when we slide
Anything Green get cross off the line
Carrerra bike or 125
Either way the enroute’s N9
Do it with Bully, wave our knives
Hide, run when the jaddz in sight
You know LR’s controlling the ride
Don’t think twice, just shift them lights
The Niners don’t chill when we slide
Anything Green get cross off the line
[Outro]
SJ