[Intro: T.Scam & Suspect]

Fuckin' SWavey, you see me

Fuck the other side

Jester made this

We're about to get down with the threat, you see me

Blood spillers

Other side, grave diggers

Ggggrah, bow

Come on

Ay, ay, ay

Ay, Tweeko mixed this you know, it sounds cold

Gang

[Verse 1: Suspect]

He's mashed no works

So who let him rap?

Don't run out of breath cause you won't get it back

Bro's letting off waps tryna bodybag that

Leave heads on laps don't park and lack

Don't step and slip cause you might get hit

GG on your top, don't talk about drip

Designer buds when i toke my spliff

Your boy's in hell, it's lit it's lit

It's lit it's lit

He got hit by the whip, backflip then dipped like chips

Need bread for the beef like burger

Bro done fried him a purger, fried that fish

My akhi was salty, missed that trip to the 5th

When Mizz got kebabed like shish

Fuck your advice, I need hollowtips

Invest in sticks for street politics

Your vest ain't shit, we slap at wigs

And thats the reason that your man turned shit

Can't say that, catch my gist?

And that's the reason we're harassed by pigs

Fuck your star sign, can you deepthroat dick?

Call her Cronus cah she ate my kids

We taped off first and taped of fifth

Bare drenched up blades and emptied clips

[Hook: SWavey]

Broadday slapped the ting and let's skeet

Blitz with the .38 mash, let it beat

I've got the shotgun in the back of the seat

Tryna catch a opp boy out the back of the street

Turn up the ends like it's world war three

Fuck the opp boys, get put in my weed

I’m with Suspect and SY, creepin’ with my ZK like Assassin’s Creed

[Verse 2: Suspect]

Three man step tryna six feet man

Bro love guns, I’m a mindi man

Ski mask on tryna take man’s future

Run up in traps and take 3 bands

If bro's on go then lets go

Chest shot make a man do breaststroke

They wan' splash cash on dead hoes

Go buy a mash and bang for your dead bro

Don't be sending subliminal threats

We come for your throat if you talk out your neck

Them bullets direct, spin blocks like a fed

It ain't stop and search if you're stopped then you're dead

Nigga got shot in the head, fuck a threat

You can get facetime in the flesh

I do it for AK, I do it for S

Like a yoga instructor I'm leaving him stretched

Just doggy your bitch, throw her back

I'mma fetch, flip her over

Dick in her throat make her retch

Say you're a killer, put that to the test

Come to the A, I'll teach you how to step

One day with H, you learn how to whip

One day with Broadday, you'll learn how to kweff

Them olders are wet, didn't learn from the best

Young boss, in the end they're gonna show me respect

[Hook: SWavey]

Broadday slapped the ting and let's skeet

Blitz with the .38 mash, let it beat

I've got the shotgun in the back of the seat

Tryna catch a opp boy out the back of the street

Turn up the ends like it's world war three

Fuck the opp boys, get put in my weed

I’m with Suspect and SY, creepin’ with my ZK like Assassin’s Creed

[Verse 3: T.Scam]

Free AR, he's the realest in Camden

You know he kept it G'd up

I told broski "let's go do road"

Went there with a broom, try clean up, clean up

David tarnishes shanks

I don't know why them man there talk 'bout beaters

Me and bro done a 1-2 and scored a goal

But trust this weren't nuttin' like FIFA

Tech fleece, I'm a TEC-9

Likkle man, tek time

Suwoo, AG, FSG, I rep mine

Ching, splash, rip his intestine

And Yevz is way too greazy

Know we don't swing lower than a neckline

I slapped and missed, KMT next time

They talk, that's fine, we slap or bang

Bro's telling me do music

I'm still in the ride with a wap tryna use it

You backed your shank but are you gonna use it?

He backed it and dropped it, fucking stupid

He ran and got away

Gamble your life again, you're gonna lose it

The gang just done another booting

The heli's in the sky while we're ding dong cruising (Lol)