Bolo on a Sunday

Man holy, hole in his headback

Got chest and neck back

**** too hot, now he ate that, next man

How many man have you chopped?

Like Wolverine, he's a X man

Best be wearing your vest, fam

Crash man's wedding for the best man

Hopin' you'll test me, assault man, tek that

When have I ever never got my demons doin' up gruesome peelings

Anti, but we still shower man down with bullets

I beg we take roof off ceilings

Fuck soldiers wantin' that spine

We can make trips, best hold this nine

Last time that I went for a face-shot

Dragged man's hood and I bored man's eye, eye, eye, eye

I can't do this thing if it's verbal

I don't send on Youtube, put my name on a song or take that personal

One way flight and you'll catch that terminal

Wan' give chat, trap got burgled

Another got checked off white like Virgil

Milford Towers, home of the murders

I'm on the bill just flying that purple

Talk about Wireless, fireless demons

Backstage covered in excess

Gonna need more than a cheque

That's a hundred bag on your pendant

Gulag pending

Free SauceGod, took that sentence

Still got smoke for a yute, that's fences

Catford trenches, Croydon trenches

Supply that war, rev that engine

Stay upon the ends with a loaded one

I'm really tryna put my man in the T

I can't take no Ls, give a fuck 'bout him

That's aunties, uncles, cousins, nieces

Just got a two-shot pump for these eediats

Knock down gingers, blow man to pieces

Head look like Reece's

I am the meanest

Fifteen bells in the ninas