It was me on that sofa

(R14)

Before I ever had me a soldier (Early days)

It was me on that sofa

I took solo trips to Dover

Bricks and boulders

Or me and Hitz off or tits, pre rollups

Stones and stoners

Party-arties talking 'bout put my coat up

It's not possible (No way)

What's under my jacket is horrible

Flighters fly, these bells unstoppable

Run, get shot, if you drop, man stand on top of you (Finish him)

Rinse it and if man move more, I make the t-shirt look more colourful (Baow, baow)

The coast over here ain't pretty, this ain't the tropics (Not pretty)

Eight boys real hot topics (Really)

I try get Nicky to lock this blicky

She said that her brother would clock it

Under the bed, not in the closet

You're under pressure, who's gonna stop it? (No one)

Nothing but screams and cries when I chopped it

He saw a fence but he failed when he hoped that he hopped it (Hopeless)

I want death, so I'm on the ride with shooters, yes (Gang)

Wish a million corn could fit in this ruler, that's the refills, you stretched

Got the best, nothing more, nothing less

I don't gotta let them know in my text (No) (Brrr)

I ain't gotta claim, let the work express

Which town's next (Which town's next)

Which town's next for a conquer (Which one?)

OT, man sleep with the hammer, own armed responder (Solo)

Low-key, man creep with it, line that a lil' bit longer (Line that)

This ain't a game or movie, lifted straight to the doctors (Lifted)

Slide through the block late night if you wanna meet real-life monsters (Slide to the A)

You ain't in this league, there's levels to this

Trap do both, that's pebbles or bits (Trappy)

One double-O in your head, that's a hell of a spliff (That's a hell of a spliff)

He might rap like a shooter, trust me he's never been it (No way)

I'm on the pitch Monday through Sunday

Dem man in fields don't ever bring kit

When will I quit? (Never)

From I wake up, these fools play with my mind (Fuck!)

Each opp block getting taped up, which one ain't seen bine? (Trip)

Trip, and get shaped up, slipping, shaving time (Shi- shing that)

The crime rate just went way up, guess who made it rise

Don't cut through, that shit's too risky (Too risky)

This 125 better get me to sixty (Skrr)

Five-0 on my rear, fifty ain't enough, gotta plus ten quickly (I'm off)

They nearly lit me, but I'm too nifty

Back to the block, it's sticky (Back to the block)

They don't wanna let through Billy

That's shotguns and glizzys (Big ones)

Before I ever had me a soldier (Early days)

It was me on that sofa

I took solo trips to Dover

Bricks and boulders

Or me and Hitz off or tits, pre rollups

Stones and stoners

Party-arties talking 'bout put my coat up

It's not possible (No way)

What's under my jacket is horrible

Flighters fly, these bells unstoppable

Run, get shot, if you drop, man stand on top of you (Finish him)

Rinse it and if man move more, I make the t-shirt look more colourful (Blaow, blaow)

The coast over here ain't pretty, this ain't the tropics

(R14)