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Bro it's BK, yo (Two, three) We made the crime rate rise up (that's us) That's nuttin' but facts This bitch said she's down to ride That's nuttin' but lies, that's nuttin' but cap (cappin') Put my life on the line for the gang (gang) Four man, three shanks, one wap Fuck all the chattings, we make it happen Go do a madness then back to the trap What's with the lyin'? What's with the cappin'? Most man don't ride with the intent to kill So what's the point of drilling, if you ain't tryna do killings? I ain't-I ain't tryna say that I've killed before But my intent is to drill some more Tryna put all of the opps in the morgue So man can end this war Pull up and smoke man's sibling Man done did it, had your bro in surgery These times, donny's riding 30 Opium pills so I buck man early Try-try-tryna remove man's head back Don't hit lower than chest, fam Touch, touch one of mine, you're a dead man Dead-dead man, dead-dead-dead man And I mean it, I-I ain't no rapper I'm a driller that raps, there's a different meanin' I don't like to share, but these bells here, the opps can keep it Just-just-just got a rusty wap, needs greasin' But same way, Imma beat it (beat it) Bad on the net, real life, they nervous Weren't on nuttin' when I saw 'em in person How's man got chat for the A, when more than four blocks felt our rage? Got-got shaven tried back two blades, they both got put in their place, yo How many times did I chase GH and Blitz done duck-duck-goose with the gauge? Yevz too greezy, stepped in his J's, got-got shaved, secrets not safe How many time they hid their wounds? You know that's your blood on your shoes But they still got no shame, he's 30+, tryna boost his Snapchat views No, we don't get down irrelevant yutes He deserved it if we turnt him zoot Askar confused like, "Who are these yutes?" 'Cah got packed and they left no clues Get put in my swisher, get put in my blues, get put in my blunt We didn't drop-, but we smoke him too Six-six bells get stuffed in the spinner The dot-dot get filled with two The ding-dong get filled with four We head to the five and turn off dudes Catch K's, get paid, what AG do Ching-ching, bow-bow, what AG do Turn crack into pounds, what AG do Put opps in the ground, what AG do Smooth criminal, I'll take your boo Thief in the night, we snatchin' souls Just doing things that grim reapers do Ask the One Side if it's not true On me who? If I was you, I'd be on me too All the shanks and the wap we use This mash don't jam, and it loves me too I'll settle with swingin' my shank Gotta bring back something new I'll drill it in public view And we're winnin' if public news Yes, it was, it was us that did that broom Bro, let's twist that fuck-off slugs Back then, it was ridgebacks, swervin', skiddin' on big man But, now, we send bine on 'em, not once we slide on 'em Real life for 'em, their friends don't ride for 'em Still ten with the shanks, slip, twist, rip it out of 'em So show me, who-who's your homies? Send some help 'cah your dead friend's lonely Imma smoke him slowly, don't wanna talk too much over there They know me, call me too Smokeyy And I'm Active Gxng, put in a stogie Say you're on, come show me Fuck-fuck-fuck 'dem, they're SYM's They ain't got none of my friends I know why them boy mad at me They know I done it again I'll smoke on and, same time I'll blow on one of my skengs On tops, on tops, this shit won't stop Got time to prove (grt) by ten It's about time I took Smokeyy's flow (damn right) Bitch made, I got beef with pussy, leave 'em in red, Marilyn Monroe (ying) Missin', Madeleine McCann, but then he revived just like John Snow (how?) Hop out, see everyone skeet and go vanishin' like Dynamo And go vanishin' like Dynamo (yo) Most that side been hospitalised (haha) We need a round of applause but the gang still clappin' We ain't got no manners, we get down yutes and we can't stop braggin' (baow) History lesson 101, when the beef kicked off None of them were on badness, madness, grrt, bap Man's-man's-man's doing up tactics Tell the driver "Sit back", three man hop out, leave him flat like a mattress Old school, was eight on the playground Now, if I catch up, it's holes in fabric (ying) Grrt, bap, free CB, got nicked for a madness Free him up, free him up, free him up, free him up Free CB, got nicked for a madness We made the crime rate rise up (that's us) That's nuttin' but facts This bitch said she's down to ride That's nuttin' but lies, that's nuttin' but cap (cappin') Put my life on the line for the gang (gang) Four man, three shanks, one wap Fuck all the chattings, we make it happen Go do a madness then back to the trap We made the crime rate rise up (that's us) That's nuttin' but facts This bitch said she's down to ride That's nuttin' but lies, that's nuttin' but cap (cappin') Put my life on the line for the gang (gang) Four man, three shanks, one wap Fuck all the chattings, we make it happen Go do a madness then back to the trap