[Intro]

Silence!

I kill you

Scratch Mix It

Trizzla!

[Verse]

If I see man walkin', back out my zombie killer and leave him dead

Rise it with yeast, no bread

He fled, hopin' he don't get stretched

If Kweng is Jason then call me Fred

I don't care how bait we made man bled

Run up in gaffs I knew he was baffed

Like Snoop I took man's Zeds

Man bail, hittin' themselves

Movin' like I don't give a fuck about jail (I don't)

Yo, I was out front like Benzema

And the feds had me sittin' on the wing like Bale (I was in the can)

Two ding-dongs on the opp block

Best just move out the way like rail (Move!)

Me and Shug like Keenan and Kel

We both got boys like Becky and Pell

My guys do drills with waps

My young Gs do drills with kitchens (Oi ching him)

All dem man just do is just rap

And the life that they rap we live it (They're chattin' shit)

Chased him on the mains till the bank

It's calm his mate held a dippin' (Ching, ching)

Tryna leave an opp boy missin'

Just like how my nigga did it

This wap gon' wake up the neighbours

Jailhouse that's toothbrush and razors

I'm in cunch, servin' lunch

Me and Suge got balls and I hand out lakers

I don't take man's Ps in flavors

And I'm handin' out food like waiters

I dun lurk with hitters lurk with farmers

And I done lurk in lanes

On the glide with my nigga Young Trizz

Known as K2 or Kizz

It's a Renault or its a ped when I'm servin' all this lead

Free LD and free up Cleanse

Free Snoopy and free up Denz

I see man run like chicken when me and gang pulled up in the hen

Joke with the Pecks so fill it with lead, bow

Tryna leave a man all dead

I love LV but he's way too tapped

It's jarrin' when he ain't took his meds

He runs, he skeets, he cheffs

He dashed for his shanks last time we met (Fuckin' hell)

Feds wanna boot down doors like my bro's done-done to the opp boys there

It's evident when I raise this ting

Stop jammin' it, yo, tryna link with fibs

It's definite you're relavant you bitch

Stab him more, pepper him or ching

Another opp boy soon turn general

Load it up, fill that to the brim

He nearly got me, and I got him

It's peak cah we slide 'till [?]

Door dash get splashed for washin' my trunks

Get active anytime I see them punks

Mad ting gyal wanna slam those dunks

Cappin' if dem man say they won

I swear I wanna kill these cunts

On the deathbed ting, ain't talkin' 'bout buns (No cap)

Bruce don't stop, fly over dem humps

Like fireman bruce bare swingin' dem pumps

Blades, Anglo arms so drill it, bill it

Smokin' the opp boys through

Don't ever smoke one time I did it

Shoot at giants, ching at midgets

Ram's too low can't help but fidget, fidget, fidget

Jump out, ching it (Ching ching)

If I got intel I was up in your cell me and BO will have man strippin' (No homo)