2, 2 Shoutout my hitters Come on 2, oi [Verse] I’m looking at my opp boys vids Like he got bored and he got bored, are you takin' the p*ss? Like, nah, man's beefin' kids Like, nah, man pattern up quick But how can I 'lowe these kids when they talk my name and they tellin' them fibs Anything B get boot, shoot Same for the Kennington pricks Like Snoopy puts in a shift And you got LR baby, LR boo, that’s a dangerous kid Got it coming like Ibra But instead of like 14 goals, that’s like 14 serious chings Kwengface I’m a cheeky kid In the back of the 2.2 tryna lean and shoot, tryna eat this prick And you know I’m a boujee yute Man tap that once one time and skid Gyal wish she could be with this Gyal wish she could eat this d**k And now gyally on me like my rambo Rubbin' my lamp on a genie ting Opps know we got too much heart Check out the pressure First to let off my stick In this so called beef, man know we on pepper Kwengface this Kwengface that Can’t lie man I’m fed up Like skid, skrr, dip, er, when we leave man redder Let me just suit then move Grab like a 4 and a half and a Q 4 and a half and a Q And I just charged 6 for the verse on the tune Yeah I done made me a flip And I’m taking the p*ss out the opp boys too Oi Skully, remember that day on the opp block when I just gave man 2 Oi gangdem, remember that day when we chinged up the merc cah we thought it was Bruce Remember when they slapped at us But manna still stabbed his Bruce Zone 2 step, we annihilate yutes Lean out the ride man's screamin' out 2 Saw my shank and a opp boy blew I’ve got pengtings throwin' up 2 Yo listen Let me just ping it with vision If something gets drilled in Southwark Know who did it Know what mans about Man come round Know we wid it 2-2 step and I flex He won’t know what hit him About Southwark daddies Dem man way too chatty Whenever they see me in southwark or Lambeth dem man doin' up dasheen I swear that a man went deaf When Max let the .44 crasheen I’m in love with the dots hand on the dots I swear that I get too tappy Have you ever slid round to the opp block Whole gang just ran for their lives Or they’re ain’t no sticks on your block But you’re still stepping out with your Rambo knife Or slide on opps with the one pop See man run with their waps and knives How many times have we risked our freedom How many times have we risked our lives But as for this music ting They say we can do this ting I charge like a rack for a feature if I feel you I’ll do it for 6 Cut tru' that’s sauce on drip Cut tru' with my 22 inch Cattin' to sauce this ting
Tryna get this money, rainy days, stuck with life getting money, rainy days better turn sunny, but they never do it’s like their running from me. counting by the grams so much money through my hands, yo spliff after we’ll be jumping out the vans, kicked in the doors start bagging up the plants Leave a man on the floor wetting his pants, then back to the whip, lit up a spliff, sent a man blipped, adrenaline from before kicked. Engine on, jamming out the scene like ken block when he drifts. Back to the gaff moving Cali into to tins, weighing up dawg for the bens, starting making my amends, got on the road pushing out Os, dawg and calis got my line all froze. Now I’m chillin flipping flip modes till the reload comes. But guess what? Re-up isn’t coming, so it’s time to get the guns in. Get the line back up and running, Back to the mission, on to the task, threw the Bally on clocked back the strap, shoved on the gloves then hopped in the jag Supping off in the night to gaff, headshots only coz we lacked the extra mags, parked near the trap, scoping out lick safe on the wall, plants in the kitch, pulled the Bally down, clocked the strap back once more just to be sure, hopped out the car, jumped out the whip, coming on my ones like niko bellic Off with the door, like the rizzlas, situation was raw, led flying past my head so I ducked quick, backs wall, suppressing shots, so they couldn’t do shit Dashed to the kitchen, weed denking out like a room for a Rasta, opps charged through on a mazza, mind going under like a lightweight stoner, why? Coz I only had 2 shots left in the wapper, so I thought fuck it, said you better be a scrapper, like a dog soldier I grabbed the kitchen, cheffed him the neck so he’d stop bitchin Then I grabbed the bags, dude was dead by the door body bagged, blood stains on the floor, so I dashed out the back door Then Over the fence, straight through the ginnel back to the whip supping off quick before dibble come to the lick. Tryna get these bands racked, Rainy days but I can’t lack, stuck with getting money, tryna see the light but without getting clapped. after that I was in the trap, stressed out, bunning Cali packs, listening to Meekz and Tunde while I counted up bands, got the racks stacking up, tryna roll with my plans Phones belling out, unknown contact, who the fuck are these man? Beef stirring in the pan, so I suited up, bally on coming on my ones like a Van Dam, wasn’t arsed if they brought the gang, I was on a level coming armed with the AK ready for a bang. 4 clacks in the night, AK spitting lead to the right, hit a couple man but i only got the G with the knife, got too close so I shot one in between his eyes. Leave him in a lifeless pose, couldn’t believe he tried. Too late to give chase, already blue lights in the distance, fed chopper in the airspace, India 99, paranoid, so I did the dash quick, stashed the strap and head back to the whip, yea jumped in the ride, supping off in that GTI mark 5, back to the block until next time.
Man spit fire on any beat comfy when i step in these streets 15 years old and I’ve took dem risks so don’t ever talk bout me gyal think I’m clean and da drip on fleek so dats why she get on her knees he said hes onto me that’s cool I don’t care cah I know dat yute is a neek uptown wid a hunny like don’t talk bout money oml yeh dem boy dere funny talking bout trap but dem boy dere bummy
I’m looking at my opp boys vids Like he got bored and he got bored, are you takin' the p*ss? Like, nah, man's beefin' kids Like, nah, man pattern up quick But how can I 'lowe these kids when they talk my name and they tellin' them fibs Anything B get boot, shoot Same for the Kennington pricks Like Snoopy puts in a shift And you got LR baby, LR boo, that’s a dangerous kid Got it coming like Ibra But instead of like 14 goals, that’s like 14 serious chings Kwengface I’m a cheeky kid In the back of the 2.2 tryna lean and shoot, tryna eat this prick And you know I’m a boujee yute Man tap that once one time and skid Gyal wish she could be with this Gyal wish she could eat this d**k And now gyally on me like my rambo Rubbin' my lamp on a genie ting Opps know we got too much heart Check out the pressure First to let off my stick In this so called beef, man know we on pepper Kwengface this Kwengface that Can’t lie man I’m fed up Like skid, skrr, dip, er, when we leave man redder Let me just suit then move Grab like a 4 and a half and a Q 4 and a half and a Q And I just charged 6 for the verse on the tune Yeah I done made me a flip And I’m taking the p*ss out the opp boys too Oi Skully, remember that day on the opp block when I just gave man 2 Oi gangdem, remember that day when we chinged up the merc cah we thought it was Bruce Remember when they slapped at us But manna still stabbed his Bruce Zone 2 step, we annihilate yutes Lean out the ride man's screamin' out 2 Saw my shank and a opp boy blew I’ve got pengtings throwin' up 2 Yo listen Let me just ping it with vision If something gets drilled in Southwark Know who did it Know what mans about Man come round Know we wid it 2-2 step and I flex He won’t know what hit him About Southwark daddies Dem man way too chatty Whenever they see me in southwark or Lambeth dem man doin' up dasheen I swear that a man went deaf When Max let the .44 crasheen I’m in love with the dots hand on the dots I swear that I get too tappy Have you ever slid round to the opp block Whole gang just ran for their lives Or they’re ain’t no sticks on your block But you’re still stepping out with your Rambo knife Or slide on opps with the one pop See man run with their waps and knives How many times have we risked our freedom How many times have we risked our lives But as for this music ting They say we can do this ting I charge like a rack for a feature if I feel you I’ll do it for 6 Cut tru' that’s sauce on drip Cut tru' with my 22 inch Cattin' to sauce this ting FumeztheEngineer
I’m boss without cost what you on unfriended by greatness mandem haters it gets long said he wanna beef me but he chatting he’s so dumb invavators them man haters they can’t do it like I done They on ain’t on what I be on mandem capping stop the lies I was out there was no lights Indirect some man imply drop the keyboard come offline she not sly I see them eyes One of a kind like nfts won’t find someone like me never betray bro for a girl cah who’s gonna have my back in a stitch I seen man grow and start move diff was on the sqaures then moved like tiff working I can’t be called complacent this girl just on my line about replies and she’s complaining don’t you know that I’m on my grind 24 hour grind that’s all the time sleeps hard to find And guys say there on me Online gangsta boydem funny don’t chase nothing but the money Grinding for a house for mummy this girl she just bugs me like it’s bunny I’m boss without cost what you on unfriended by greatness mandem haters it gets long said he wanna beef me but he chatting he’s so dumb invavators them man haters they can’t do it like I done They on ain’t on what I be on mandem capping stop the lies I was out there was no lights Indirect some man imply drop the keyboard come offline she not sly I see them eyes She not sly I see them eyes crystal clear this girl just on my line so damn fine could shed a tear gods my only fear I don’t have no quarms my bro jus copped a blade I think changed from younger days I do it They imate great man copy me it’s bait back then tried f like ot chocolate browning holy moly bro just gassed up a dead I think broski has covid hit the stu im rolling then im right back to it like holding I’m boss without cost what you on unfriended by greatness mandem haters it gets long said he wanna beef me but he chatting he’s so dumb invavators them man haters they can’t do it like I done They on ain’t on what I be on mandem capping stop the lies I was out there was no lights Indirect some man imply drop the keyboard come offline she not sly I see them eyes
