[Intro]

I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper

Making Magic

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one

Ay, Slim Typical, I see you

I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper

And if the fed chase gets too crazy

Decamp the car and head straight to the blocka, blocka

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one

Waps on the block, yeah, we lost one

[Chorus]

Ay, ay, ay, I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper (No way)

And if the fed chase gets too crazy

Decamp the car and head straight to the blocka, blocka (To the block)

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one (Bow, bow)

Waps on the block, yeah, we lost one, cop ones

On the opp block, get the job done (Job done)

[Verse 1]

15, that was me with a ZK on a moped, just bally and gloves

Run, run, don't get caught, or my rambo gon' rip through guts (Yuck)

They add a K on the O on some joke ting

Give me one name from the O you touched? (Who you touched?)

Oh shit, is that one minute silence?

I thought so no one's been touched, you mug

Long live Nesh', this shit is ments (R.I.P)

On the opp block just creep and kweng (Bow, bow)

Where I'm from is the dragon's den

Try cross this land get burned 'til death (Get burned)

SJ, I'm always right, not left

On the 2 piece go right, not left (Where you goin'?)

And I ain't seen Boogie B in a sec

But for my broski I'm gonna blow, no stress

My fans tell me I'm the best in the O (I'm the best)

But me I can't take that title, it's straight Double Lz and my bro Bando (My bredrin)

At fourteen coulda caught me a murder

But I chilled out and I moved this cro

But a nigga grew up and I lost it

In '018 we done four in a row

I got my uncles telling me I'm a joke (Joke ting)

I'm in the 9 piece and I tape that strip

On the 2 piece, man tape that strip (Tape it up)

On both blocks man take that trip

With direct rules and these rules are strict

Opp boys move low when we come 'round

When we come 'round, they know they're pissed (They're pissed)

And big guns come out when the sun's out

When the sun's down, mans lettin' it rip

[Chorus]

I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper (No way)

And if the fed chase gets too crazy

Decamp the car and head straight to the blocka, blocka

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one (Bow-bow)

Waps on the block, yeah, we lost one, cop ones

On the opp block, get the job done (Job done)

I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper (No way)

And if the fed chase gets too crazy

Decamp the car and head straight to the blocka, blocka (To the block)

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one (Bow-bow)

Waps on the block, yeah, we lost one, cop ones

On the opp block, get the job done (Job done)

[Verse 2]

This sweet one linked me at the bando

Now she telling me that she thinks I'm homeless

Jump out gang out this black Ford Focus

No one can war with the OFB soldiers (No way)

Ten toes or bruck down motors

Tryna move man like sofas

Hocus, pocus, don't try approach us

Wet man down bare blood on loafers (Ching, ching, ching)

My Air Max just turned into Loubs

You should've seen the way man spilt his juice (Oh, no)

That same day I had to burn my shoes

Now I'm in JD trying to cop me two

They see me and they change their route

Any opps that we spot, bro, spin that coupe (Spin it)

This bad B come bad, she cute

But she won't hold the mash then she's dead and rude

I'm in the 9 piece tryna rev and go

Today he won't make it home

Man slap this gauge aim straight for domes

Or I back my blade and tear man's coat (Rip it up)

On the glide I don't bring no phones

Just me in the dinger tryna step with smoke (Bow, bow)

Bare man over there can't cope

So they're not in the field, they just stay at home

Internet typers, internet fighters

Let me tell you what the internet does (What it does)

It plays with these good yutes heads

And now these good yutes be thinking they tough (Some dickhead)

Now they got me rolling round in this bruck down Vectra

Trying to turn one of them skunk

And if you ain't doing shit for the block

Man want you out like Donald Trump

[Chorus]

I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper (No way)

And if the fed chase gets too crazy

Decamp the car and head straight to the blocka, blocka (To the block)

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one (Bow, bow)

Waps on the block, yeah, we lost one, cop ones (Yeah, we did)

On the opp block, get the job done (Job done)

[Outro]

I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper

And if the fed chase gets too crazy

Decamp the car and head straight to the blocka, blocka

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one

Waps on the block, yeah, we lost one, cop ones

On the opp block, get the job done (Job done)