[Intro]

(Ay, DG, this goes hard, you know)

Fifth, fifth shit

[Verse 1]

In the tinted Range with the waps (Bo-bo)

I was in the T with the smack

Contract mode, signed to the trap (Bap)

Then it's a race to a 100 racks (Race)

Car doors pop, niggas run, it's sad (Bap)

'Cah they get hit when they're under attack (Bap)

OT trains, I was running away

He tried run away, got one in his hat

Bare **** ain't got no laces

S said "Spin it, retrieve them cases"

My nigga Cinco whipped down fried Caucasian

Wallahi, he ain't no racist (Wallahi)

2 sticks in the spaceship

Pull up on cats and fry them faces

Doing a hunt for brand new teeth

'Cah we ain't tryna sit on no empty braces

But we still got six in the spin though (Six)

Tell the opps, "Best buy some crypto"

I got history with this gravy

I been serving too much Bisto

Let me **** man's big bro

Grown men scream, they ain't even involved

How the fuck they let my man rap about poles

And he ain't never let no stick go?

And I know this fool's a jezzy

She's been around too many man like Frisco

Yo, too many man like Skepta

Where's Cinco? My bro's got swept up

That immense lil bro went Mensa

Trident boom in the door, "I surrender"

Me and Pen, OT in a German

Read that something got hit from chest up

Vest up, we just fucked his chest up

[Chorus]

Yo, six bells on my bae, that's goals

Six bells on my bae, that's goals

Slap 24 racks, now, bro's on froze

Yo, I got Hovis goals

Travelling moats with loads of bones

Niggas running from loaded poles

**** tried run, he got so much holes

**** tried run, he got so much holes

Yo, six bells on my bae, that's goals

Six bells on my bae, that's goals

Slap 24 racks, now, bro's on froze

Yo, I got Hovis goals

Travelling moats with loads of bones

Niggas running from loaded poles

**** tried run, he got so much holes

**** tried run, he got so much holes

[Verse 2]

Neek tried run, but his soul got shifted

And the cats that were leaving me

I was just with F on the M26

That's non-stop trips, and we need to sleep

Main road sprinting tryna tell **** "Stop"

But he don't wanna be deceased

This 2 ton from a 100 miles

In a Midland town and a teet from Heath

Scores of B, stuck in a blender

Yo, DJ Kenny, it's mixing

Brother S love trapping

He trapped so much 'til enforcement nicked him

Loaded poles, M took the .45 home

But he don't live near Brixton

FGB in the car, astaghfarallah

You don't wanna see that victim

Wash that 10, diamonds drying

100 losses, I keep on trying

F, call when you get that smoke

Only BNA shit man's buying

Put man's stack on the stove, it's frying

We slap them and the grown men lying

Your boy could've dead

You see them niggas that I done

That attempt to, just denying

New location so much dust

S trapping, tryna go home for months

I pray G-squad don't know it's us

3 poles up in a stolen truck

My nigga 23 got so much luck

And he don't stop swinging, its over fucked

Yola cats rubbing their noses itchy

Palms with the soda dust

Junkhead's fried, I don't know it's fucked

[Chorus]

Yo, six bells on my bae, that's goals

Six bells on my bae, that's goals

Slap 24 racks, now, bro's on froze

Yo, I got Hovis goals

Travelling moats with loads of bones

Niggas running from loaded poles

**** tried run, he got so much holes

**** tried run, he got so much holes

Yo, six bells on my bae, that's goals

Six bells on my bae, that's goals

Slap 24 racks, now, bro's on froze

Yo, I got Hovis goals

Travelling moats with loads of bones

Niggas running from loaded poles

**** tried run, he got so much holes

**** tried run, he got so much holes