[Intro: PK]

What's going on here then, lads?

Why we standing on the corner?

There's been a lot of burglaries in the area recently

Is it OK if we search you?

Oi, where you off to? Come back?

[Chorus: PK & Lyrial Strally]

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs

[Verse 1: PK & Lyrical Strally]

You know me, PK, little IC3

And them feds there still wanna nick me

But I would never let these jakes catch me

Cause I move like a fox in the night, I creep

When I see police, I'm off on my feet

They wanna Google man and try to search me

And lock man up like a can of baked beans

'Cause a pagan IB snitched on me

Can't trust anyone these days on the streets

Dem man there will snitch for the Ps

And next ting you know, you'll be in the bully van

And the crown court, but I'm not guilty

So fuck the jury, I just wanna be free

I just wanna make Ps with all my Gs

So when I'm on the road, I know that I'm dece

So I tell them pigs "get away from me"

[Chorus: PK & Lyrical Strally]

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs

[Verse 2: Lyrical Strally]

Three IC3 from YGG

Royalty, man come like Sheikh

Skin a MC like Mikey Streets

And we spit on lively beats

Due to blow like an IED

Cuh the buzz won't D-I-E

Keep murking mic, it's an OCD

Keep murking mic for the E-N-T

Cuh I've got grime in my genes

Like I didn't wash them, like they ain't clean

But it's G-E-N-E

I ain't tryna be on IPP

But I'm hoping I see P

Cuh I'm tryna shine like ICB

Can't take us for a free sample

I beg a jake don't try me, please

[Chorus: PK & Lyrical Strally]

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs

[Verse 3: Saint P]

I'm screaming out Black Lives Matter

Even though I'm still an IC3 in the eyes of police

I could be as polite as a neek

Still treat me like I'm hiding a nine milli piece

It's getting doubly peak for a man like me

To survive on these streets of rage and race

But a guy's gotta eat and my life isn't cheap

So fuck feds, you can all die in your sleep

Back up, they call backup for point 1 of green

I'm like "officer, what's the need?

Are you that weak? I'm only six foot three

What happened to your training scheme, you likkle chief?"

These same youts used to sit by the PC

Now think they're bad cause their badge says PC

And these sneaky CID wanna creep on me

And then ask for ID, what cheek

[Chorus: PK & Lyrical Strally]

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs

[Chorus: PK & Lyrical Strally]

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs

[Chorus: PK]

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs

YGG, three IC3s

Not YGs, don't have YGs

Nah, you can't be like we

YGG, them grimy Gs