[Verse 1]
Kittys callin', we stay supplyin'
Them bodies droppin', we keep denyin'
Fuck the Jakes and free all my lifers
Straight no comment, n***as know we ridin'
I can't par with a snitch
Straight gunshots if you fuck with them pigs
I be with them Malis, you know bout my strip
Catch me in Leyton with Souls and Jibbs
Nuttin' but real real life that we live
Free up my bros, they got bagged with a ting
Hold on, is that an opp? Let me wind down my tints
I think that's him, tell my broski spin
Kittys keep ringin', they all callin' back
I need a bad bitch, like, hold this mash
She said that she smokes, give her roach and that
This dumb loose bitch try troll me back
I was raised round killers and coke and straps
Phone up M, like I need some dank
All of us trappin', yeah trappin' we trap
My gs them fly to the landin' and back
Push that work
Yeah, I got light and dirt
Now I get calls from Kirk
Bad bitch want twerk
I tell her, babe lift that skirt
We can fuck but suck me first
I cool off with a hottie, hottie
Nice thighs, big back, she got a body, body
I'm like
Bend down, give me sloppy, sloppy
Now we fuck, she wan be in my body, body, like
We them Malis turnin' up
LTizzy, yeah I know that you heard of us
Like, bag up rocks, still servin' dust
For my darg I'll burn some bud
I hit the M-way, no circular
I'm a trap boy, I'm no burglar
In a bando with no furniture
We them waiters, we keep servin' up, like
Make them cats feel seasick
Lookin' out for Jakes, yeah I'm cuttin' tru' leverage
I'm pissed of man, I've lot like three sticks
Yeah I invest in waps cah I need it
It might be the nina or the dot-dot
I ain't goin' 'round there with no one pop
You got stab wounds, lookin' like gun shots
LTizzy, yeah I'm fuckin' with one block
Yeah I just left Briston
Now I'm flyin' right down to Sidmouth
Like, I see Jakes from a distance
I tell my bro, take a right in an instant
Them blue lights, I dodge that
I tell my runner don't lack, I'll plug that
I've got schemers, they'll find where your grubs at
And that ain't gettin' run back
I'm with my broski Jay, in the kitchen whippin' up ye
You can get it in different ways
Halazae, it could be flake
I ain't talkin' 'bout bank money
Nah, I'm talkin' OT I'm banked money
That bouj, that crack money
That 'how you think I bought my strap?' money
Yeah, SJ's flamin'
So I'm headin' right down to Leyton
I'm on the highroad, cuttin' tru' bakers
Fuck pigs cah I'm dodgin' that bacon
My dargs ride, don't get it mistaken
When I bag that work, use Latex
Like free all my dargs, them caged them
The clock keeps tickin', my gs keep waitin'
I tell my runner don't lack
Take that train, don't take that cab
Obbos all mad, I ain't trynna get grabbed
N***as get soaked and n***as get whacked
Just touched down, yeah I might link Scrapz
Fuck that judge, free my bros from the can
Free Young J, free K, free Mac
Feds on the set, trynna obbo my gang
Paigons chattin', it ain't harmin' us
Feds took my hitta, yeah that's armed response
They're backin' out nanks like we ain't got guns
Fuck them n***as, we just chasin' funds
Blowin' out loud, are you smellin' that smoke?
Doin' bout 80 on Vicarage road
Soldier in the trap, spinnin' them O's
Free up my bros, when they lettin' them go?
Yeah I'm uppin' that pole
Other side, yeah them n***as them know