[Verse 1]
Look, From way back ive been banging out
Its always been my agenda
Bigzy's gone bad now but he used to know better
Im a dark soul, He a dark soul and this light suits us better
Shells out my long john this is macaroni weather
From way back ive been a bad breed and FTR's my agenda
Young tremz with a chubby belly
I was selling rocks that were yella
I've never had no olders all them older boys knew better
Little tremz can't be trusted lad ill rob you and then wet ye -straight, on me bike im leaded up about to get this cheddar up
They're like Tremz where's your videos?
Whole time im bagging up
Deliver shots like mail im grafting while on bail
Them rats they tried to smoke me
But they missed so thats a fail
[Chorus]
I dont think them boy dont want no war
Cause all they seem to do is talk
Grab your bally load your John
Catch the rats and end them all
Im FTR i play no games
Ill catch the rats and end them all
FTR i play no games
[Verse 2]
Look from way back ive been tagged up
When im in a car it gets flagged up
3 Deli 11 times and little K you mad blud
If i fucked your bitch and she tells her friends
I swear down shes begging it
If youre on to me and i said its beef
I swear down you'll be legging it
Cheese or that lemon haze either way im selling it
You say its love i ain't feeling it so i need a john with a shell in it
And i can say im repping it
I dont think them boy dont want no war
Cause all they seem to do is talk
Grab your bally load your John
Catch the rats and end them all
Im FTR i play no games
Ill take them out ill end them all
FTR i play no games
FTR
[New beat]
[Verse 1]
Look, let me just say this straight
Let me just say it from now
Kidda im scouse
Like the fucking purple bins outside of ye arl nans house
And lad i get about like a Gypsie with Clause
386 init bout to test it out
Ive been away, Im back
Like kid shut ye mouth
With a big WAP WAP like who's saying what now?
I need a new bitch like i need a new stick
Cause i was in ye bitch
While you was in ye bitch's crib
Remembering the party i was stood with little Jim
And the rats ran through i had to pop off me ting
Then i breezed out
I threw me clothes in the bin
I washed down in petrol its burning me skin
Lad i need to shut up cause im a bay kid
If i say anymore bro im due to get nicked
You're not wicked
Whats all the talk for? Right now im trapping with bigz
I need a 4 door - I need 36 O's of a raw form
I need more punters like a pub George -
Remember that tuesday night it was mad
Cruisng round toxeth with Deli in a cab
I dropped him off and then i took a bitch to his flat
Her mums Chinese and her arl mans black
They're from the same hood shes knew me from way back
Her cousin is a pagan and her uncle is a rat
She knows im a pagan she loves that fact
But we dont fuck no more and i heard she's got a man
I used to link a chick that lived on the av
Her brother was a rat i should have set up the trap
Little Caesars out there he's soon to be back
Im an out on bail i go to sleep with a mac
For the riches - Fxck the rats
I got bitches with some back
Ive got sophie in the band, no shes just here to suck the gang
Some people they dont like me i dont care to understand
Ive got a double barrel long john to cancel any plans
Bang