(Hal made it special)

AG, AG

We them boys, so free them boys

(Recoil made—)

Su, Su, Suwoo

Known for the bootings, known for the stabbings, known as reapers, known as assassins

Known for the headshots, serious splashings, four in his chest, it's a serious slappin'

Aim for wig only time I'm cappin', wallahi, we had whole gang dashin'

I really built this pack, I'm ashin', wallahi, Rhys can't level my badness

What you know about drillin'? Back to back killin', push it all in him, chest and back chingin'

Zombie Knives twinnin', both of them swingin', rippin' fashion, look at him drippin'

Get away, grinnin', left the man dyin', fuck, he's still livin', carry on tryin'

Put on my boots and get back to steppin', use the same weapon, hungry for seconds

Back to back hits like Drizzy, gang get busy, spin that block till I'm dizzy

Toe tag ****, tag a crip toe, bro-bro wan' pump and dump it like Trizzy

If it ain't drops, it's random, drill it in Camden burn that dinger in Izzy

London City, we get up close and gritty and stab man silly, no kizzy

My killy got a SK, glizzy and mizzy, I'd be lyin' if I say I don't miss gettin' drilly

Tryna put .38 specials in the 45th, like Does the Shoe Fit? Like Filly

I burnt a few clips and stare at fire, burn my attire and light up a ciggy

Got a white ting shaped like Nicki and brownin shaped like Iggy

I got my hand in the air I ain't wavin', no, I'm tryna shave him

Back door buss, you can see a man ragin', worst nightmare like Freddy and Jason

Swing this shank tryna turn man patient, tryna go right now, I'm impatient

Tryna make his eyes close like a Asian, tryna get somethin' down by the Satan

Can't sleep on a vio, just load up the—, try put em in bio's

Give me the location and I'll burn a boy, had the jareers just screamin' out Shayo

Bad B wants love on a island, do I look like Kordell or Ayo?

And please don't ask me who runs the borough, they know, we know, I know

What you know 'bout bootings? Back to back shootings, spinnin' it back if he's still movin'

NW1, 5 and 6, three postcodes all got left gruesome

Chinx got touched, said he'd ride back, still ain't come like bro when you rootin'?

It's like he's tapped, came to get whacked, I'ma roll up my pack, get brain off a cute ting

Known for the bootings, known for the stabbings, known as reapers, known as assassins

Known for the headshots, serious splashings, four in his chest, it's a serious slappin'

Aim for wig only time I'm cappin', wallahi, we had whole gang dashin'

I really built this pack, I'm ashin', wallahi, Rhys can't level my badness

Them kenyan jails be inhumane but corrupted, get me a KFC bucket

Bruck it, two piece out in public, everyone duck when T.Scam up it (Up it)

Pirate step with the cutlets, TT brain, but the whores be whatless, jobless

Rap boys pray for attention, violence made us a trending topic

Chop it, opp pack smellin' exotic

He really got more tapes than points, wanna talk on me, just stop it

Mop it, turn that crowd to a mosh pit

I really love that block, it's toxic, but it's filled with roaches so stomp it

John Wick, everyone wan' kill Sus cah prior to music, Suspect mocked it

Tape it, AG armed and dangerous

AG make man famous, ask Keir Starmer, they can't tame us

Step like a man from Braavos, faceless

Jump out gang and chase it, leave man rubbed, I'm tryna erase it

Still doin' up life guard, I'm outside tryna make man swim

Probably saw me with SJ, part-time barber givin' out trims

You'll see me with bro-bro more than you saw Kanye with Kim

If I swing, then he swing, if I ching, then he ching, if I shoot, then he shoot, corn run with the wind

I see a opp boy ran with his ching, I don't beef him

A opp try back out his shank on me then I fisted him up, I don't beef him

Bare opps left one opp then one opp died, wouldn't wanna be him

I know a opp boy that'll back out his mash and still do the dash, I don't beef him

Can get to Crescent with my eye closed, I can go OneSide blind folded

'022 SJ Young Player of the Year, on foenem, bro was movin' like Foden

Saw him, jumped out, poked him, better be strapped if my block you're patrollin'

I got more motion than the ocean, the bad B's know I'm lit so they're rollin' (Uh-huh)

Known as reapers, known as assassins

(Hal made it special)

Four in his chest, it's a serious slappin'

Wallahi, we had whole gang dashin'

(Recoil made—)

Wallahi, Rhys can't level my badness