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Intro
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UK Hip-Hop
Intro was released on March 20, 2026 by Mylo as a part of the album Crash Out
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Release DateMarch 20, 2026
LabelMylo
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mylo
Mylo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ismail Mumtaz Mahmood
Ismail Mumtaz Mahmood
Songwriter

Lyrics

Im on bail but I’m still gunna ride
I been shot at I been stabbed twice I still never died
I aint deading no beef im still gunna fly
Luger nines rip through your belly and spine
Hit my line for a whole selection
I bang mops at my opps, soul collection
Im a ghost I leave no detection
The was wassa in my ear is my co defendant
My grub getting wrapped yo I aint been rapping
I been making cats see ghosts like aladin
You aint never lost it all and made it back
I seen about a quarter ticket selling crack
Ive seen best friends go to war for a phone
They both built it but then greed got involved
Selling cats stones won’t give a dog a bone
I sold them both bricks I sold them both smoke
Two man step fck a whole gang robbing
Brothers keeper im a mo’fckin problem
Two sticks up we go’n put them in a coffin
Sticking up shotters more profit than shotting
Waps in my hand definitely get clapped
Big corn twist up your head like a plat
Informer fi dead they wanna get me bagged
Talking wicked until suen got slapped
One wrong move and its twenty-five to life
I got gunners on my cock cuz the opps getting bine
Streets know my name I live up to the hype
Half of brums been lit up by me or the guys
PNC my name and its coming up for bootings
Tell a young savage holla me im recruiting
Coming out the concrete jungle they saluting
Trapping aint dead I get trap phones booming
Break a half a section let it go in zeds
Maal coming cheap, foods running ten
The cat took a drag, wobbled his legs
So the other half a brick gets smacked into pebs
Its the return of the king half a brick in cling
Free a off the wing ill duppy man for him
Its the return of the Mac half a set in my sprite
Hands on a turner I strangle it like im Ike
Get slimed out for the lies and deceit
How I crash it for him but he wont crash it for me
Fck up out the car if you ain’t slapping for me
I got too much to lose so it matters to me
I make it happen for me I do it all for my mum
Eight figures up ill pass it all to my son
For the times I was gliding all on my ones
any altercation I go rise up my gun
Just abit of fun seeing blocks get taped off
Booting after booting I aint bake off
Make the dotty dance, make that trey pop
See shells in the middle of the floor like Baywatch
Why you think g po keep arresting
I beat my mash and beat GSR testing
I r4pe fours and shottys get molested
Hes a nerd he could’ve never been my bedrin
You know how I make bread aint for the weak
I made my bed but I aint going to sleep
Im outside im on a plot and a scheme
I hit bellies that need money machines
You know how I make bread aint for the wise
I made my bed but I aint sleeping tonight
I rob robbers when I creep in the night
In the chaos where im feeling alive
Written by: Ismail Mumtaz Mahmood
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