Ahlie (feat. Izzpot)

(M1onthebeat)

(M1onthebeat)

This four-door ain't got no tints

So when we're riding you can see four black yutes

Tell my paigon, "Please don't run

Cah nine out of ten, more time I'll catch you"

He try run so we done up a fat yute

Fat yute, see him freeze up like a statue

Yeah, I want that too, run up and gassed dude

Even though I know I don't have to

This four-door ding-dong keeps rolling

Hearts folding, they keep giving man backchat

No latex when he's beating off

When he's beating shots he loves doing it bareback

Bare facts, bait in them clothes, don't wear that

But he just wanna step anyhow and air that

Yo, anyway, lil bro, man hear that

But you don't wanna еnd up in jail for years, akh

Married to the streets but I lеt bro beat

Come to my block, bet you get cold feet

Spin that dinger and rinse that spinner

This life that we live couldn't get more peak

Free up the Gs, no love for police

Jump out the Jeep, lean and beat, skeet

Evacuate cleans, back to the peace, go and bill some weed

Ay, if you're banged up, bro, bang them doors

Told bro, "Bang this and then bang some more"

Not enough smoke, so we brang some more

Didn't ring too much, so we rang some more

Even on tag, put blades in skin

Fuckboys scheming, I ain't taking 'em in

Me and bro got grabbed, I ain't saying a thing

But if I'm lacking, then I'm weighing him in

Back your shank, I ain't fist-fighting (No way)

Swing my blade and it slid right in

If Bugz riding, I'ma stick by him (Bow, bow)

If Trapz sliding, got the stick by him (Ay, ay)

YC's driving, lil Bug behind him

Spin it, spin it, keep firing

Drill it, air it, bro, fire him

Leggies are dead, want more high ting

Ay, stop that, drink up

Lock that linkup

Just by the flick of my finger

Big batty gyal love Insta

Wray in her cup, now she wants some mixer

Back-Back your shank, I ain't fist-fighting (No way)

Swing my blade and it slid right in

If Bugz riding, I'ma stick by him

If Trapz sliding, got the stick by him

YC's driving, lil Bug behind him

Spin it, spin it, keep firing

Drill it, air it, bro, fire him

Leggies are dead, want more high ting

Ay, stop that, drink up

Lock that linkup

Just by the flick of my finger

Big batty gyal love Insta

Wray in her cup, now she wants some mixer

I don't, I don't know why this girl still trusts me

Fuckries, I just wan' jeet and bill it

The wheels on the bus go 'round and 'round

And so does my shank when my hand starts swinging

My lil bro Stabz lives up to his name

Get yucked on the mains

If my bro starts itching, spin it

Get him, dig him

In Carni' we had big man twitching (Pussy)

Friend of an opp get bored up, ahlie

Why d'you think I done shh at the border, ahlie

Me and bro's like Warner, ahlie

If I said I love you, that was more than a lie

Me and Junebug, we more than alike

Gang gang got straps, way more than a dyke

When bro got tucked he was more than alright

When I got down shh, way more than a five

Woodoodoo, woodoodoo (Grrrr)

Fly out the side of the ride, yeah, doodoodoo

You might have heart, but your heart's not bulletproof

Caught by the wap and bullet you

Litty committee, my killy, yuh zimmie?

We still pop up and put it through (Of course)

Deek rammed the back of the car and they run

I just think to myself, "Just look at you"

You could get bunned when I'm close on my rideouts

Switch this dinger, then go back again (Go back)

Put my phone on again (Uh)

Got the pole out again (Uh)

Lean out, bang, tell him hold that again

She nuh arch up her back, man broke it again

Next day she wan' bone man again

Texting me down, "Come hold me again"

Yo, I'm from Broadwater Farm, learned the harder way

There's no way I can parl' with jakes

It worked really nice when bro got him once

He went back in for a aftershave

Shotty so tall so we halved the gauge

Lil bro's on volts, he's like half my age

Guns get bussed by the Farm Estate

Every time they see them, they all start to race

Foot on the gas, got my **** beside me

Just wanna step and slide too

You can run and hide all you want, look, my yute

Guarantee Ramz will find you

G-lock's claarting, dot-dot's barking

So don't get hit tryna slide though (We're dumping)

Whoosh (Ay)

Fire two (Gang)

If you talk that talk, then we fire you (Bow)

Back your shank, I ain't fist-fighting (No way)

Swing my blade and it slid right in

If Bugz riding, I'ma stick by him (Bow, bow)

If Trapz sliding, got the stick by him (Ay, ay)

YC's driving, lil Bug behind him

Spin it, spin it, keep firing

Drill it, air it, bro, fire him

Leggies are dead, want more high ting

Ay, stop that, drink up

Lock that linkup

Just by the flick of my finger

Big batty gyal love Insta

Wray in her cup, now she wants some mixer

Back-Back your shank, I ain't fist-fighting (No way)

Swing my blade and it slid right in

If Bugz riding, I'ma stick by him (Bow, bow)

If Trapz sliding, got the stick by him (Ay, ay)

YC's driving, lil Bug behind him

Spin it, spin it, keep firing

Drill it, air it, bro, fire him

Leggies are dead, want more high ting

Ay, stop that, drink up

Lock that linkup

Just by the flick of my finger

Big batty gyal love Insta

Wray in her cup, now she wants some mixer

(M1onthebeat)