I get bored of these Upper Tulse Hill yutes, the Upper Tulse yutes don't score no points (None) Reckless got put in a joint, same way Stompz got put in a joint (In a Benz) Lil S got put in a joint, plus Squirrel got put in a joint We got countless opps in joints, the opps rap good, they ain't scored no points (They ain't scored none) I get bored of these Upper Tulse Hill yutes, the Upper Tulse yutes don't score no points Rеckless got put in a joint, same way Stompz got put in a joint (He's dеad) Lil S got put in a joint, plus Munna got put in a joint (Haha) We got countless opps in joints, the opps rap good, they ain't scored no points Main-main road wettins and backroad wettings (Wettin') Me and bro done cheffed him (Ching, ching) That's olders to youngers jettin' Where's Reckless? I don't know, he's restin' (Where him deh?) Please-please go ride for your bredrins, bellends, countless man's been wetted (Wetted) Jump out like "What are you reppin'?" Say the wrong thing, get done like Evan (Cheyon) He ain't got no heart like Kevin, he left his bredrin and didn't look back (Didn't look back) Stompz got put in a pack, same way Thumpz got put in a pack (Some dead boys) Lil' man was chattin' on Sav and got himself packed, now he's a hashtag (Haha) He got done like fags, he was runnin' his mouth till he turned to ash Gyal say that I have no filter, pass me the filter, let's roll some Stompy (Stomply) Sorry not sorry, got the drop, should've rolled up properly Wagwan for donny? Claimin' they shoot and miss Bro dashed like six, should've stuck to hockey Opp thots say I'm rude and cocky 'Course I'm cocky (Of course), we got three bodies Jump out, rise like "Who's that donny?" Wet that properly and dash that body (Wet, wet, wet) Kill confirmed, let's bill some Solly, I laughed out loud when we caught that body (Haha) Kill confirmed, let's bill some Solly, I laughed out loud when I scored that body (Haha) [Chorus] I get bored of these Upper Tulse Hill yutes, the Upper Tulse yutes don't score no points Reckless got put in a joint, same way Stompz got put in a joint (In a Benz) Lil S got put in a joint, plus Squirrel got put in a joint We got countless opps in joints The opps rap good, they ain't scored no points (They ain't scored none) I get bored of these Upper Tulse Hill yutes, the Upper Tulse yutes don't score no points Reckless got put in a joint, same way Stompz got put in a joint (He's dead) Lil S got put in a joint, plus Munna got put in a joint (Haha) We got countless opps in joints The opps rap good, they ain't scored no points (They ain't scored none) Pull on the opps like "Yo, what's goodie?" (Wagwan?) See me in the flesh with my one You better have your one, I ain't no rookie (No rookie) Blacked out fully, mask on hoodie Free-free broski from the system Shaved that one time and made that stocky (Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig) I mean, turn that zoobie Bad B's love cat for the woody You're buzzin', I ain't seen bro in light years It's us who give them nightmares (It's us) They close their eyes and Solomon's right there (There) Get the drop and we're comin' right there No need to explain T1 got hashtag shaved (Got wet) Kloose got hashtag shaved (Got wet) RB got hashtag shaved (Got wet) On two different days (Two different ones), ST love run with his blade Safe, juice get spilled like Wray's Chest and up if I back that blade They see my face and Olympic race (They dashin') We leave no trace, how you think I buss that GBH, attempted M and murder case? (Buss that) [Chorus] I get bored of these Upper Tulse Hill yutes, the Upper Tulse yutes don't score no points (None) Reckless got put in a joint, same way Stompz got put in a joint (In a Benz) Lil S got put in a joint, plus Squirrel got put in a joint We got countless opps in joints, the opps rap good, they ain't scored no points (They ain't scored none) I get bored of these Upper Tulse Hill yutes, the Upper Tulse yutes don't score no points Reckless got put in a joint, same way Stompz got put in a joint (He's dead) Lil S got put in a joint, plus Munna got put in a joint (Haha) We got countless opps in joints The opps rap good, they ain't scored no points
Mein demen Kamm raus er hat Bock zu stechen kriege ein Anruf in Block gibst Action er mach mir auf hat dich ich werde ihn brechen rede nicht viel lass taten sprechen ich stehe auf nah Kampf scheiß mal auf glock rambo Messer ramm es in Kopf schick ihn zu god
Cut out on my cod Shit gets lonely, Ran errands on the block wid skii Tryna give a man hiv I ain’t bleach dat blade, but I swing it wid ease S got yacked in d 3 wid his main, his shirt got stained it’s more Dan beef Marj said a friend of a snake is a snake us wolves don’t fuck wid d sheep I slapped 4 holes in her plt T, tryna make boys den bleed Dey try ride out on me, I was 13 wid a g in my jeans 24 counts on my case for fraud it’s mad But Dey try ride out on my bro dats beef New Year’s Eve made New Years peak Free my slime and free up cee Free my slime and free up cee pree there intentions, d 20 get pressured d SAUCE I spill ain’t HEINZ Bout Time I show dese man ridin out Dey ain’t ridin now, Dey tell lies Facts. if you touch one a mine you die Dis sword ain’t shy just one of a kind listen Dese yutes ain’t mash no crime, it’s mad how Dey aim there waps at the sky IF HE FCK wid RED he infected, tell em We TREAT dat DISEASE wid weapons I yacked dat don on d Mainz for his denims, calm, den I told his marj he in heaven Memba days Deyd say Dey’d get me, Dey envy i still go shops where dere friends be I Don’t fear Nuna dem, we used to be boys but dere ego got to dem heavy Dis life don’t make any sense.Dey love give verbs n ain’t moved a pack in d ends Do d maths back den I was makin amends, I patterned Severn, medway to d Thames Dem times I ain’t had no attention , mad how id still shot haze in detention I ain’t know much bout love n affection Don’t mention, how I’d rinse my pain through dem weapons Let me tell u bout Stratford lane Im bait so I Hopped out d yard round 8 I’m straight, bout to slide on d 20 again Marj text "son don’t be home to late " fuck it. I’m set on d 20 estate N I clocked him, got my heart pacin again Tryna stay composed for dis victims killin, Back my 14 inch n commence to yingin The boy got shook n commence to singin He try back his kitchen, so I whipped him grabbed my ramz of my lap den chinged him, pissed dat nun a d 20 assisted, he in icu and his bredrins limping Funny how Dey say I’d be dead or in prison I had Forensic testing, playin wid evidence. I’d catch dat m it’s evident Vétéran, got my wap from the nam He try extend his arm, made his IV beep my alarm How many times did we mash dat, crash dat, I’d bump mans squares in my astra Backchat nuff a dem man love backchat Action she love badman I don’t ask dat Dey wan Bonny n Clyde But Dey ain’t gonna ride, hella inscitful N hella one sided Violence I swing my sword like a pirate Captain Hook when the ramz went inside him No hook I still digdat Victim I’d use my pipe or a kitchen Told her stay home but the bitch keep Bitchin Victim, nuff a dese gyal love snitchin Dey know dat d Flickz ain’t timid Bore a mans Chest, brain dead in d clinic If i step outside wid limit im wicked Id do dat drill in a minute No mercy turnt violent, Swear When I lost my boy d whole 7 weren’t smilin Dey internet ride don’t loose your life for a click u ain’t inna dat Ridin Don’t loose your life over typin or writing i swear d whole 20 incitin ne 23 like d jays on feet, its llc till d rest are free We’d take your life any reason, season we dont ride out we get even Caught dat body dis mornin. I’m yawnin, I’d still Put a boy in a herse dis evenin Get back gang leave man on d pavement Dey try make man write up a statement Dey try make make man chat in d station his boys involved dis shit entertainment It was me in my boot cut jeans seen Red Bally up so I rinsed up d scene Red Bally up slap 1 in d air, den I back out my ramz I got blood on my jeans Id tell bae just keep it discreet We’d eat on d floor wid drillas n thiefs Lost weight I ain’t eat, I ain’t sleep I was up in d trap hella weeks n d Bando reeked How many times did I lie to my marj Dem times I weren’t smart I was ridin wid rats Promised marj I’d make it in uni Now I’m back, still make a few bags of a pack Dem times I’d drink out the tap In d gaff it’s sad Dese times I be Fillin my glass Free my birds in d box It’s mad Blinded by the grace, Still get Chingy I’m tapped But my pride had me wrapped in dese streets she was asleep Feds run up in d yard every week Dis shih ain’t part à d plan Dem times I ain’t know who I was Dem times I ain’t know what I am Dem times I thought I could risk my life for a bag Dem times I thought I was the man 15 wid heat in my hand Slap it at any man who try give me chat So this shitentertainment
