Ganging (feat. RV)

How only now you start boasting about gang?

Rude boy, I'l tell you about ganging

Where were you when gang done the baitest? Uh

Back then it was red bandanas

Still pull up on a gang thing anywhere

Goes main road or do it in traffic

Still creep with the headlights off, then jump out spazzing

How only now you start boasting about gang?

Rude boy, I'l tell you about ganging

Where were you when gang done the baitest? Uh

Back then it was red bandanas

Still pull up on a gang thing anywhere

Goes main road or do it in traffic

Still creep with the headlights off, then jump out spazzing

I was in HM Durham with the Geezers and they ain't looking on the early

They don't want to release us before May like Theresa

Touch roast test day into the teahouse, with this white girl, Tulisa

And this little big boy for a pitcher, that's Mona Lisa

But young boy done fourteen days in the T

And he ain't eat nothing but Pizza

I already come outta jail and I learnt how to handle this .44 easier

I already come outta jail, finesse this bait fish chinging

Left my twiss up

How many times was I doing up Psycho

And they told me to hold my wrists up

I done the wrong type of touring, association in the morning

All the accents northern, still man, approach with caution

Only now man you're talking 'bout gang

Rude boy, I'l tell you about ganging

Me and RV done the baitest, uh, back then it was red bandanas

How only now you start boasting about gang?

Rude boy, I'l tell you about ganging

Where were you when gang done the baitest? Uh

Back then it was red bandanas

Still pull up on a gang thing anywhere

Goes main road or do it in traffic

Still creep with the headlights off, then jump out spazzing

How only now you start boasting about gang?

Rude boy, I'l tell you about ganging

Where were you when gang done the baitest? Uh

Back then it was red bandanas

Still pull up on a gang thing anywhere

Goes main road or do it in traffic

Still creep with the headlights off, then jump out spazzing

Me and Heads gonna win the league for Tottenham

You can have faith in us

Them **** there wouldn't make the subs

Any opp block'll tape it up

I'm in the trap, tryna count up these racks, until I get paper cuts

Bad Bs show mad love, and opp boys just hate my guts

I hit aves on a casual day, go yum yums when I'm feeling peckish

Opps love doing ten toes, them man must have a foot fetish

Anything green get bun, went five guys in Wood Green

And I told boss man just cool with the lettuce

I used to go park and test it

Now, if it ain't aimed at a pagan's head, then I ain't interested

All of this dough we spent on smoke, Lord knows I coulda invested

How many times have I touched them kids?

The whole opp block's been molested

My girl puts it in her bag, 'cause I can't lack and I can't get arrested

How only now you start boasting about gang?

Rude boy, I'l tell you about ganging

Where were you when gang done the baitest? Uh

Back then it was red bandanas

Still pull up on a gang thing anywhere

Goes main road or do it in traffic

Still creep with the headlights off, then jump out spazzing

How only now you start boasting about gang?

Rude boy, I'l tell you about ganging

Where were you when gang done the baitest? Uh

Back then it was red bandanas

Still pull up on a gang thing anywhere

Goes main road or do it in traffic

Still creep with the headlights off, then jump out spazzing