[Intro]

(BIGGZ the Engineer, baby)

(Gotcha)

[Verse 1: UnrulyBad]

If you don't talk 'bout drills (Drills)

They won't love no more (Fake)

Ned just wanted a cheeseburger

Max, what you do that for?

Knockout's juice gets spilled on the floor (Pussy)

Huh, now you done started a war

No ping-pong, gang cuttin' tru' Burgess back and forth (Ping)

In jail, smashed CDai's head on the floor

Frontline, nobody can cross it (But try now)

You can drive tru'

But nobody can walk it (Walk it)

L2, R2

Now GB in a casket (Dead)

Forensics settin' up tents

Now them haffi white chalk it (Deceased)

Bill him up and just rass him (Now you're fucked)

[Verse 2: Karma]

Incog got put in a spliff (Bill it)

GB got put in a spliff (Bill it)

SA got put in a spliff (Bill it)

Lil CJ got put in a spliff

OT nearly got put in a rizz (Ugh)

Paul nearly got put in a rizz (Ugh)

Naghz Max got bored in the wig

Gang love crash, bore and dip

Been Circle hella times on the road, we bored his bro

Couldn't find Biggz

Gave him like twenty or more, no fibs (Oh shit)

Pissed, should've got put in a spliff (I'm pissed)

Ayy, remember when I bored up uh

Had a smile on my face, that was funny as shit (Ha-ha)

Cah I had the big man screamin' out, "mummy"

Nowhere near where his mumzy lives

[Verse 3: Trizzac]

(Trizzla)

My blade hit his chest-plate

Next day, swear, I had his best friend runnin' (Kevin)

I done beat up Rampz in probation

He shouldn't have pushed my buttons

Why'd you think that they call me Judas?

I laugh and giggle at my dead opp cousin (Incog)

Loose says that he chings, he doesn't (No)

Trust me, gang done cheffed up dozens (Ching)

I'm tryna see the opps get shot (Bow)

Same way GB done got-got (Bow, bow)

Or how CJ done got dropped (Ching)

Surely dem man has had enough? (They have)

But trust me, the beef don't stop (No)

So we're out 'ere tryna put another in the box

I done beat up Jimmy before he turn dust

Twins and Loski watched Naghz get chopped (Shameless)

[Verse 4: BGody]

On the ride, bro pass that hammer

Rock and roll 'til the drum Mick Jagger

It don't matter, twenty-one years

Free bro, a real opp blammer (Bow)

If I scratch this yute, no mask

Then it's back to the slammer, soc' and bang up (Scratch him up)

If I scratch this yute, no mask

Then it's back to the slammer, soc' and bang up (Get it)

Trizz, rise up things

Swing that shit, I know his intent was murder

Reverse that whip

It might be flizz, but I'll do it and burn that drip (Burner)

Me, LV, jailhouse pissed

Still cut a man up or we'll swing our fists

And I swear on my life, even govs got hit

That day that we got down Chris

[Verse 5: LR]

Rage got smoked like 'Dam

And his dad got splashed

Come ride, like damn (Splash)

Same day Loose got bored on his block

Loose tried dash, they shoulda got cramp

He ain't got one, how the hell's he rappin'?

He jumped off third floor, we got your lad

Ain't-ain't got a suitcase when we be packin'

Like Tiny knows, had his flesh on our shanks (Yo)

Ask when I slapped that lead

They're lucky I missed, shoulda turned man pack

Fuck these ratchets, I need me a hot girl

Would've thought that her name's Katie Pam

Their boy got slapped and it wasn't with hands

Dingers or peds, what I'm into Milan

Rep 3x3, grab the .9, let it bang

If I see any graves, know I'm pissin' on that

[Verse 6: Kwengface]

(Yo-Yo) Deqwan got bored in his arm real quick

Cah the boy tried to cover his tizzac

Mars-Mars-Mars got cheffed by the W Street

True say it was me that did that (Get them both)

Rage is dead, SK's dead

All now none of us man been packed (Ugh)

Ride for Latz

OnSight got on sighted

All now he ain't been back (Where you at?)

About five whole gangs man's beefin' (Uh-uh)

They either been shot or stabbed (True)

I tried drill it on a Circle yute up close

True say that the hand ting jammed (Lucky fool)

Yo, them man act for the Snapchat

Them man are nuttin' without their dads ('Low it)

PS just shot up the 9

Now man's doing up cheeky snaps (Bap)

[Outro]

(BIGGZ, the engineer, baby)

(Gotcha)