[Intro]
Brigades
MKThePlug

[Chorus: Trapx10 & KO]
Me and my batch some meddling kids
I don't know Scooby, Shaggy or Fred (Nah)
We've got doubles and singles
Get bun for getting it twiss' like dread (Bow)
My n***a got white like Oscar
And he's got sixteen shots for a bills (Mad)
Tell a YG you ain't gotta travel up to Kent
Just to get you to deal (You know)
Me and my batch some boys in the hood
I don't know Tre, Doughboy or Ricky (I don't)
CID's in the bitch tryna shift me
Still pop up on the block, get busy (Bow)
Do him if he's involved, we ain't picky
Have him like "rah, it's cool" like Dizzee
Pepper the beef, whatever the weather
It could be hot or be chilly (Any)

[Verse 1: Trapx10]
Said he wants three for a score five more
That's a one extra, no Charlie
Got a little peb line in the ends
But I'm well known for the gas like Nazis (Mad)
Like Taze, in the trap, not carni
If I step out or attend a party
I'm looking drip down of course
But I gotta have the strap to the side like Huaraches ('Course)
Step 'round there with my chargy
Or like Shaggy, do it with my dargy (Bow)
Can't see no one, hop out on foot
This search don't need Safari (Where they at?)
Little bro done that too much, got a bird
Now he rings me up on his smartie
He got locked for some modern warfare
Man the strip's too hot, Karachi (Free him up)
[Verse 2: KO]
If gang see opps, back them knives
If you don't get bored, it's bait
More time, if K ain't step with the 9
I helped to co-ordinate (Ah)
Could be the sawn off gauge or get cheffy (Ching)
Me and V like Ronnie and Reggie
If our firms on the ride, then we more than cray
Gang slide at night, get it done broad day (That's mains)
If I get bagged, no comment
It's sad that them boys got more to say (They rat)
Put it on my life I can't rat
Only when I rap, I record for tapes (That's right)
Bro said he's a opp from he saw that face
But he can't recall that late (He don't know)
It's war and bro sure tryna leave man torn
Still tryna score same way

[Verse 3: Trapx10]
I been serving green like Dipsy
Hide that pack when I see the po'
Hitting movies with the gang
Hope we don't pop corn if a co-op's slow (Bap)
Getting crossed is somethin' that I ain't
'Cause I just wanna take that bread and roll
If we get grub, put the O's on the line
Gotta stay intact, no ticks, ten toes (No ticks)
Do it on my J, I don't need no one
These funds might take your missus
My money come slim, I be feelin' different
Again and again, had my pack good riddance (That way)
My dro's are piff and she don't need pictures
She must be trippin' (You know)
In the trap, always been around cats
Made new ones too, we ain't birthed no kitten (Nah)
[Verse 4: KO]
Been using my flow for a long time
So I switch it up and borrow Trapx10's (Yeah)
Making drinks like I'm boozing
Sell it for higher if I borrow a package (Drinks)
Do it straight to protect, tryna wound him
Step out, I always know who I'm backin' (You know)
He's involved in the ting, no excusing
Exepcting the same if I roll lacking (Right)
Told bro know I don't need no vest
Cah we tryna poke them (Ching)
Knife the right guard, no deodorant
Start up the show like we hosting
When I step with my killy, no Rowland
If it's war, leave him sore like Poland
He ain't gettin' there but we leaving him open
How it goes when you're an opponent (How it goes)

[Chorus: Trapx10 & KO]
Me and my batch some meddling kids
I don't know Scooby, Shaggy or Fred (Nah)
We've got doubles and singles
Get bun for getting it twiss' like dread (Bow)
My n***a got white like Oscar
And he's got sixteen shots for a bills (Mad)
Tell a YG you ain't gotta travel up to Kent
Just to get you to deal (You know)
Me and my batch some boys in the hood
I don't know Tre, Doughboy or Ricky (I don't)
CID's in the bitch tryna shift me
Still pop up on the block, get busy (Bow)
Do him if he's involved, we ain't picky
Have him like "rah, it's cool" like Dizzee
Pepper the beef, whatever the weather
It could be hot or be chilly (Any)
Me and my batch some meddling kids
I don't know Scooby, Shaggy or Fred
We've got doubles and singles
Get bun for getting it twiss' like dread
Me and my batch some boys in the hood
I don't Tre, Doughboy or Ricky
CID's in the bitch tryna shift me
Still pop up on the block, get busy