Yanko
Don’t Get Clocked*
[Chorus]
All of that chat but you lost your companion
.32 and 9, we bang them
We got loaded sweets like randoms
Two man on the bike, that's tan them
Your friend come like an astronaut, the way that he left this planet
They gotta free VD of the landing
They gotta free YS of the landing
All of that chat but you lost your companion
.32 and 9, we bang them
We got loaded sweets like randoms
Two man on the bike, that's tan them
Your friend come like an astronaut, the way that he left this planet
They gotta free VD of the landing
They gotta free YS of the landing

[Verse 1]
Seventh driller
Swear fat boy got filled up
Bun and chinged up, shout out Trigger (Bow)
All my CG n***as all green but not the same green that you brodie Grinna
All the chat on the net don't change the matter of time them gangs been wetted up
We're the kings of Newham
Really got down your prince
Lied on my name but how I got chinged?
But he got wet while getting a trim (True)
Donny got hit at [?] Grill, he should've went Burger King (Oh, no)
Shh got wetted like puss with the long blade like Lord of Rings
Trap like we're living in Harlem but you know that we all on drills
Will I ever stop this violence?
I don't know 'cause its give me a feel (I don't know)
Me, ST and KZ go 'round there and we scored on shh
I can talk about times when bro made run for their lifes [?] and [?] (Runners)
It was me, Young Smokes and Vandoe
Or me, ST, Zeekz and Joints
'017 got grabbed with the niner, same year we lost five toys (Five more)
Speculation, speculation, everyone ask "Who did it?"
All I cared about is the fact that we go 'round and there was spillage (Juice)
[Chorus]
All of that chat but you lost your companion
.32 and 9, we bang them
We got loaded sweets like randoms
Two man on the bike, that's tan them
Your friend come like an astronaut, the way that he left this planet
They gotta free VD of the landing
They gotta free YS of the landing (Free 'em up, Free 'em up)
All of that chat but you lost your companion
.32 and 9, we bang them (Bow)
We got loaded sweets like randoms (You know)
Two man on the bike, that's tan them
Your friend come like an astronaut, the way that he left this planet
They gotta free VD of the landing
They gotta free YS of the landing (Free 'em up, free 'em up)

[Verse 2]
I'm callous
Caught man with his trouser low and I made him skeet, I'm an fucking hazard
If the drill wasn't done by the 7, they know CGE and Stratford
Hop the builder with hammers
Tryna corn your favourite rappers
My team some slappers, like your sister man just beat
How many times that we take that risk?
Ten toes bop on the CMB (Ten toes)
I used to see your brodie Grinn'
Now all I see is a bag of weed
You got chinged then fell off your 'ped and chased when your tried do feet
My n***a caught broadday soul but he was upset 'cah the yute went duppy (Went dead)
I ain't talkin' spoons or forks when I step with the largest cutlery (Big one)
You don't wanna feel this ying, scars on my leg from my own yank cuttin' me
In the field like I play for Zenith
We been out here scoring goals but the opps diers like Eric
I put on my mum that day me, J and S made twenty man leg it
Grab this turner, press it
Grab this turner, test it
If evreything's good we press it
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