Tekky (feat. Krept, Frisco & K-Trap)

Splurgeboys Big zoot, back strap, Cognac, back that Big back, grab that, really wanna tap that Stick go brap brap, tek no back chat Live from the jungle, hakuna ma tat tat Stop with the wass akh, any likkle fas bag Yo pussy bwoy do me suttin' if you're that bad Left wrist, see the buss down no flash fam Penthouse suite where I cool and relax at Chipmunk, mad man, touch mic, Baghdad Every day I run up in the booth, where the racks at? Let's talk UK rap, I'm a Dad fam I go hard, period, pussy, you likkle Tampax One beat, one plan, one mic, one stand Anything MIC, man ah bad man Thinking you can rhyme like me, are you mad fam? Look at all the blood I splurged, I feel like Mad Max Wait man are rappin OG's Back to rapping n' snapping, there ain't no capping on beat Man, will actually wrap him up and den pack an MC Ain't a fan of the rappers, dem man ain't handling me Man, I brang all the savages, can't lack in no street All da mandem erratic, you know dey managing the beef Still packing the packet and push pack in OT Since back in 03 (finish him) Heard that one track, heard 'nuff gun chat Looked at Chippy like, "He really done that" Dick down a one yat, big batty flung back Fuck that love akh, link man bruck that Switch flow, sick mode, wrist glow Dick hoes quick, throat pricks know diss bro, it's go Pay the young boy for a cheffing (what else?) I bought the dip like crypto Frisco, sick flow, it's so Grimy, so don't try me it gets mad when I'm pissed though Big doe, sick mode, prezzy on wrist though Chip knows, he will tell you, Fris, that's big bro Alright, Star 9, carbine Bullet in skin if you diss one of our guys Drop them, Pharsyde, their side, our side Archive came from the dark side Can't slide around my way, you niggas need balance I'm baffled, say you done things that you haven't Nonchalant, I am a don, it's apparent We ain't family, I don't know niggas from Adam (no-no) I came up 'round robbers and drug barons Disarm man like I was Faron You want war, that's no challenge We set trends, no bandwagons Rise my ting, everyting flatten Long clip in a 17, walk with the dangle feel like teddy (shottas) Walk him down, get a good angle then I get shelly (baow) See me on TV, I'm still tryna' pattern up shirts on telly If we don't see eye to eye, don't try patch it, I ain't like Nelly I walk with the wicked drilliest (drilliest) It's gotta hold six in minimum (six) Bro got head back, brilliant They need three get backs minimum (ha) Double R with the stars in the roof Next star in the coupe (yeah, yeah) Me and P try tape it twice, we was in a jarrin' mood