[Intro: PS]

Woof

Know who it is, HitSquad

[Verse 1: Kwengface]

Like, opps came through

True say the opps came true

Corn flying out, tryna slap man (Whoo)

I grab mine, man running off with the mash

Didn’t even need to go wack them (Why you runnin'?)

Young boy take them trips, take them trips

Tell him, "Go vas' that, bag that" (Bap)

You know me already

Chris Brown-in', Chris Brown-in' with the fat back

Shotgun diligent, ku-kweff, like, I ain't missing him

Clap that ting, see nuff opps clinging it (Bap)

Opp thotty on me, man's drilling it

Zone 2 step, bro-bro, man, get it correct

Do it like Narsty, gyal want sex

Twist my 15 in his neck (Dip, dip, dip)

Like, and I'm Kwengface too (Whoo)

Got corn for a trader too (Bap)

Man done dicked that bitch, man smashed that wizz

Man shelled it at your barbie too (Bap, bap)

Man, Zone 2 step, rude boy, man, get it correct

Just to go flex, real talk man, just to go flex

Zone 2 step, rude boy, man get it correct

Like, I tell my girl back it

I do road and I got bad habits (Gimme it, gimme it)

But I'm still here misch and mashing

Out here with the kits, they catting

Like, I tell my girl back it

I do road and I got bad habits

But I'm still here misch and mashing (Ayy)

Out here with the kits, they catting

[Verse 2: PS]

The opps them know and the thots them know

HitSquad, that’s madness (HitSquad)

Gyallie so damn thick (Ayy)

And she know we some bandits

HitSquad hit dons, leave man planking (Leave man drenched)

Like gyallie on me, gyallie on fleek

But gyallie too damn quick (Ayy)

Got friggy, friggy then dashed it (Dashed)

Brownin', brownin', like course love

I'm still on war cuz

Dem man, they're some talkers (Chatty)

Dem man bad, what? Course not

How many times did they dash in a Corsa? (How many)

See faces and dash that corner (Ayy)

Dip, splash, that’s water (Dip)

See man run when I back that saucer (Bow)

Or it's Kwengface with the long nose (Bow, bow)

Shit, let me not chat too loose (Shh)

And, she see the P’s we mash

And she asked to buy her shoes (Buy her shoes)

Shit den, it's stick for stick den (Ayy)

They got theirs, but our's goes boom (Bow)

And, bro ain't really into them chores

But he got the largest broom

Who’s the hardest? (Trust me)

Man just bill it then raas it (Dudu)

Bro, just skid it and park it (Skrr)

That’s arson, swing it on bastards (Bow)

Ba-barbaric, fling it on

Gyal got titties and asses (Ayy)

Get friggy then pass it

He can't swim if thingy can crass it, oh shit

Crass it, swing if thingy can crass it, oh shit

Get friggy then pass it

He can't swim if thingy can, swim if thingy can

C-c-c-c-crass it

Swim if thingy can crass it, oh shit

[Verse 3: Trizzac]

(Trizzla)

Like, what's all the bullshit? (Huh)

Like what's all the nonsense? (What is that?)

I can put it on my mum's

If I ever catch an M it won't rest on my conscience (It won't)

We got three of them yout's in one car

Must've thought Zone 2 some monsters (Who remembers that?)

Me, Dmax, TB, Shay Squeeze

Creasing like, "Why we so bonkers?" (Too crazy)

Trizzac is fake, Trizzac is a snake

You might as well call me Judas (I'm a snake man)

I got my leathers on

Let me rinse my strap and leave it all toothless (Rah)

About Zone 2's wet, Zone 2's moist

They know Zone 2's ruthless (Shh)

Always used to Zone 2 step on their block

Them man want to act all clueless

How could I rate that guy? (How)

When he got cheffed up twice

And he still raps and lies ('Llow it)

Bang him even though he had his knife

You scum, you ain't done no dirt (Nope)

Little bitches moving like Rihanna

You ain't put in no work, work, work

They ain't put in no work, work, work (Work rate's shit)

Rammy on me, swammy on me

Slick game good, now the rally's on me

Catty on me, yattie on me (Way too catty)

Dick game good, now the gyallie on me

Sally on me, baddie on me

Grabbed the narm now the gyallie on me

Narsty with me, P with me

Go to the Zone, now Mizzy with me

[Outro: Trizzac]

Zone 2