[Intro]

White and D that's a young nigga doin' it

Gyal said no shanks in the motive

But sorry B I done stepped with two of it

I gotta look back over my shoulder

Cah true say in the hood is 8

Residents had enough of the black yutes

Cah we really loud up the estate

Do man up we don't leave no trace

I got mad hate for the jakes

Free up my bro that's locked in the cage

I show bros co-

[Verse 1 - Stackzz]

White and D that's a young nigga doin' it (That's right)

Gyal said no shanks in the motive

But sorry B I done stepped with two of it

But how can they talk 'bout weed

They a bunch of neeks, they ain't really doin' it

Them man wan' talk 'bout badness and crudness

But my side be doin' it, ay

Don't you just hate when you bop in a party

And yutes to the left be screwin' it (Yes)

I still G check my man's bro's

And they're all sayin' they got nothing to do wid' it (Neeks)

If you say you're on me so you face your fate

So my guy go through with it

I ain't into that talking twice, I'll back my knife

And you can hold two of it, ay

See a white tee my man ruin it

[Verse 2 - Propz]

Bop through where, you must be stupid

Try cut tru', it's a G check movin'

Best watch out the way you step

Get chased off ends or a brutal bruisin' (Dash bow)

Don't come to the block all cruisin' (None of that shit)

Someone's on the snoopin' (He's spying)

Bare eyes on the block tryna see what we're doin'

Can't even park these juices

No doubt we're the noisy nuisance

Bare man are deluded

I don't know when our fiends give chat

But live O they be actin' clueless

And there's no need to prove it

He's viable on the net they're choosin'

They lip just might put him on the floor

I ain't tryna' hear all your lame excuses

See Propz with the fancy cutter

Of course I'mma use this blade

Or keep me safe from my brothers

I got them on my life on my mother's

Only guys from the East side trust

Whole gangdem love but watch for a scum

Try talk on the EB tugs, but

No one's decided to come

[Verse 3 - Stackzz]

My head's so hot and my heart's so cold

I pray that the rest don't fold

I swear down I've been through loads

There's more than this smile and you wouldn't know

I do this shit with my bros

Lil Cam's got the ding so we're good to go

No way man's talkin' loads

Like my man's bros' went doin' up toes

Moretime we invest in cooks

Tryna' stack bread 'til it looks like books

Who's that yute giving me looks?

Swing my blade like Captain Hook

Seven thinks he's known for the jugg

Tryna' invest? Then come out the hood

On the fam I see you're eating good

And all of my bros be eating good

Like bow

[Verse 4 - Propz]

I gotta look back over my shoulder

Cah true say in the hood is eight

Residents had enough of the black yutes

Cah we really loud up the estate

Section 23 they say, [?] ruined again by jakes

Anything sharp on me, if I see one I'mma run away

Now all of the man there sighing

Cus the pigs be takin' the piss (Taking the piss)

'Round here ain't safe, cus we live in the warzone strip (No cap)

Lil Cams love the ding dong zip

But true say he's out on a vish

Out here on a light night shift

Me and Stackzz really ducked down pricks

I'm tired of the life I live

Kitchen or a 15 inch, can't do with a knife that flicks

Run man down with a stainless ying

Hand on hip tryna' back and ching

I get vexed when I swing and miss (Pissed)

I'mma soon link up with my nigga

I'm gassed spilled [?] on the wing

[Verse 5 - JC]

I gotta [?] and you know that's [?]

And you know me and Propz on the mains

That day when I had to box my man in his face (Box man)

Even his girl try swing for man

Like move brick stay in your lane

Do man up we don't leave no trace

I got mad hate for the jakes

Free up my bro that's locked in the cage

I show bros come let's pattern, the clocks don't stop

Yeah we're gonna still get paid

Since all the guys been locked

It's nuts, it ain't been the same

Buck mine up set back no delays (Trust me)

(Buck mine up set back no delays)