2 Shells

By TeamRAW

Released on March 14, 2018

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[Intro: TB, YR, S1]

Swavy in these speakers

Yoni

Like, how can you leave your mate?

5 on 2 and you still ran away

Jumped out the ride, see the opps dem blow

Saw an opp and brodie crashed it


[Verse 1: TB]

2 shells, 2 shells in a bruckback there

If a nigga wan come, get lippy

I used to go do it in cabs, was risky

2 shanks up, tell a boy, "Come link me"

I ain't into this chat ting

Nah, if you wanna act up

Remember, dogs them bark

Oh wait, lemme start this off

Shanks got backed now he dashin' off

Man just do it, no if-but-whats

Man just ride, don't care what block

Man got saved by the jakes on the block

If it wasn't that day, would've heard gunshots

Big-big bro showed me how to work that dotts

Now, I'm on the opp block, tryna smoke man's boss

If you wanna act bad, you can pay that 'cause

You're not really bad cah you snapped on blocks

Gyal got a breast and back

She 'wan hold my wap 'cah I rap, but I can't say names

I'm riding with no complaint

Man seen me and he turned insane

If it's squad in my ward, they might get me

Imma rise that pole, gotta send 'em away

Dip and splash, got the shanks them drippy

KMT, bro, put that away

(Dip, he got, like-)

He-he got six in the back broadday

Psycho left his bro in the pave

Like, how can you leave your mate?

5 on 2 and you still ran away

Stop with the talkin', I'm movin' all bait

Talk is cheap, better do what you say

Bad boys, bad boys, where, which part?

Bang up a gyal, now you think you got heart

Trap, stack, finesse my man

That's why you don't go n' stunt on 'gram

I always-I always got the thing on my hip

Why you think I walk 'round with the bludclart link?

Get pack and it came in cling

What you know about takin' the risk?

From young, boy, I was tryna get dough

I was out on the curb, just dishin' out snow

Now, I'm in a ding-dong whip

1.6, just doing up road


[Verse 2: YR]

Kick-kick back with bros

Kick back, smoke amm to the dome

Up in the trap, see the Samsung blows

Convoy of cats, man's gettin' in dough

I'm violent, step with the subject

Jumped out the ride, see the opps them blow

See, the [?] them screaming out, [?]

We frying this beef, dun' stepped on volts

Thin-things and stuff with bro

Your bro got splashed, now you talk on tracks

Man, he ain't rid back, them man some pussies

Love act for the fans

Like, talk is cheap

Uhh, uhh, catch me outside if you can

And bro-bro greased up the ting

So when we lurk outside, see, the ting gon' bang

One eye closed, bro grip and shoot

Bro-bro's doing 70 on the M

Got the pack in his arse, told him, "No wrong moves"

Take risk and prosper, manna do trap

I gotta move this food

Mash work, stay low, get P

Gotta stay low from the boys in blue

Jakes on gang so the track ting peak

Pull up and crash, like gang, we with it

Jumped out the ride

Countless times, seen man run, showing off [?]

Some gems, them man some bitches

Like, in the bando with bro

Had to fling on them gloves and cover my nose

'Cah the cats, them doing up smoke

And me and bro doing choppin' up both

Look at the opps, they funny

Bro got this goal, go n' get you some money

Spend time countin' this prof'

Same time, bro's tryna pattern this [?]

Stay low, mash work, get P

Jakes on gang so the track ting peak

Stay low, mash work, get P

Jakes on gang so the track ting peak

Bow


[Verse 3: S1]

(Real, blocka

If I see an opp-)

If I see an opp, can't leave him

Reason, all my beef hafta get seasoned

Man step with the broom, man cleanin'

If I see an opp, imma leave man leakin'

Why the paigons chatting like gyal?

Man, I swear, man, the opps are [?]

Like bro, do you lurk with the bruck?

If he buss two shells, did you see what he did?

In the bando, had to cover my nose

'Cah the T-house smelling all dirty

Smoke with the dotts, couldn't care if it's rusty

Buss two shots, if I miss, then you're lucky

Brodie just hit a lick

Then brodie buss me

Catch a body then flying up country

When I get bread, man, I swear it's lovely

T-house, doing up bandit

Man lurked and brodie brang it

Saw an opp and brodie crashed it

I saw an opp and I necked and chest him

And I got his face, got it lookin' disgustin'

Young H, man, I swear, that's brodie

If you touch him, man, I swear, would've done him

Boy