Lets Lurk (feat. LD, Dimzy, Asap, Monkey, Liquez & Giggs)

Jump Out Gang, Jump Out Gang

(Jump Out gang)

Sting Gang, Sting Gang

(All o' dat, all a dat)

(All o' dat, all a dat)

(All o' dat, all a dat)

Still pulling up on smoke (Smoke, smoke)

Skeng in my pocket, can't you see the bulge in my coat? (Bulgy, bulgy)

Like Hollow Meets Blade, manaman got guns that'll sink down a boat (Boat, boat)

Sen' a young boy round with a skeng, they ain't leavin' 'til they see smoke

(Bow, bow, bow, bow)

My **** the realest in town, you **** are really some jokes (Fuckin' jokes)

Feds locked bro watchin' EastEnders, it's a fuckin' joke (Free bro, free bro)

Trappin' ain't dead, the nitty still cluckin' and ringin' my phone (Ringin', ringin')

Chillin' with bro, talkin' 'bout money, dough to the dome (Money, money)

Turn up on your block, ten toes, man'll do it, no plan

Man'll do it, no plan

In four door trucks, I took risks, man

Soon gon' bring out the chopper in the van (Skrrt)

I was in the trap on Snapchat watchin' everybody turn up mad (Mad)

Can't lie, dat shit got me mad but I was huggin' up all dem bands

Just done road with Snoopy (Trap, skrrt)

Bare Uncle Fest and Am, got my face all droopy (As fuck)

Bro got Guwop like Gucci

See him in Stoney, not Gucci (Not Gucci)

The Ops used to laugh at my truck but they cut when they see that Hooptie (Skrrt, skrrt)

Whip that skeng out da coat, watch it sink like Susie (Bow)

Still pullin' up, no messin' (Pull up, skrrt)

67, my brothers

Spare no one for my bredrins

Bitches be lovin' the gang (Bitch)

You see it all over my mentions

Put things in the car, let's lurk (All o' dat)

We ain't lookin' for normal pedestrians

How you gonna do man dirty? (How?)

Got things on things and we lurky (We lurky)

Get bricks on bricks from the plug

'Cause you know that my team's certy (Gang)

How you gonna do man dirty? (How?)

Got things on things and we lurky (Lurky)

Get bricks on bricks from the plug (Plug)

'Cause you know that my team's certy (All o' dat, all o' dat, all o' dat)

I've got mad hate fo' da Undies

Movin' like gyal, tryna cuff me (Dickhead)

.44 Spin, dat's rusty (Mad, mad)

An' da corn is chunky

More time, I be in the trap

Wit' Chris Brown and Rita Ora (Quake, quake)

All the in an' outs

To go hit the cells, it's hot like a sauna (Flames)

So I switch the trap

Flip the packs, I need all the Mula (All o' dat, all o' dat)

Wah gwaan fi di judge? (All o' dat)

Done the mandem dirty (Mad)

Free up my young G Pulloff (Free 'em)

Chopper in da ride, that's lengthy (Mad)

Fifty shot, the skeng's full up (Mad)

**** do di dash when man pull up (Dashy)

Still outside drillin' (Out 'ere)

Bro's came home from the jail

Bought him a phone, then he made him a killin'

Ops dem know where the hill is (Six)

They ain't come around here (No)

Raise both arms up, Figure 8

Dat's two .44's in the air (Bow)

How you gonna do man dirty? (How?)

Bro whips that grub, man'll whip dat skeng

Got me feelin' like Shirley (Whip, whip)

Went from a twenty-five shot to a fifty shot

We don't know about thirties (Yeah, all o' dat, all o' dat)

Any time I phone my plug

Better know dat call's nothin' less than a birdie (All o' dat, all o' dat)

Put skengs in the car, then I phone my bro like, "Let's get lurky"

Still pullin' up, no messin' (Pull up, skrrt)

67, my brothers

Spare no one for my bredrins

Bitches be lovin' the gang (Bitch)

You see it all over my mentions

Put things in the car, let's lurk (All o' dat)

We ain't lookin' for normal pedestrians

How you gonna do man dirty? (How?)

Got things on things and we lurky (We lurky)

Get bricks on bricks from the plug

'Cause you know that my team's certy (Gang)

How you gonna do man dirty? (How?)

Got things on things and we lurky (Lurky)

Get bricks on bricks from the plug

'Cause you know that my team's certy (All o' dat, all o' dat, all o' dat)

Get lowdown, tell a man straight

Man already know, 67 and H

3, 4, 5, 6, 7, man rolled up

Three .45, 67, man ate

Man just rolled up, pepper den doughnuts

Two .45's then severed man's plates

Man's just colder, everyone load up

'Cause in this jungle, everyone's apes

I want everyone's cake

Man play hero, bury man's cape (Man's cape)

An' there's bare subliminal riders

So what's everyone sayin'? ('One's sayin', sayin')

An' man ain't even on these games

But I noticed everyone's playin' (Everyone's playin')

An' I don't even need no soldiers

Man know Hollowman's sprayin' (Sprayin')

I've never really been on that runnin' shit

**** know Hollowman's staying (Woof)

And way before all of this money shit

**** knew Hollowman's name

They love it when I come on this gully shit

**** know Hollowman's lane (Hollowman's lane)

They know a **** bring that next level shit

****, call me Hollowman Saiyan (Hollowman Saiyan)

Still pullin' up, no messin' (Pull up, skrrt)

67, my brothers

Spare no one for my bredrins

Bitches be lovin' the gang (Bitch)

You see it all over my mentions

Put things in the car, let's lurk (All o' dat)

We ain't lookin' for normal pedestrians

How you gonna do man dirty? (How?)

Got things on things and we lurky (We lurky)

Get bricks on bricks from the plug

'Cause you know that my team's certy (Gang)

How you gonna do man dirty? (How?)

Got things on things and we lurky (Lurky)

Get bricks on bricks from the plug

'Cause you know that my team's certy (All o' dat, all o' dat, all o' dat)

Gang