(Nxless)

(M3nace)

I see one car dash, I was young and charged

Young and pumped

Nowadays, yutes get put into blunts

#skunked when they mention ****

I just say he's a punk

**** held shots in the day, he weren't drunk

Corn buck me, I'm gonna blade him up

Head top, Lz gonna shave him up

MET Police ASAP, tape it up

Put yola in the 'Rex and bake it up

I can run man down with a shotty too

Show man what this shotty do

S caught a **** for Farm, not Totty

Free Boogie B, done caught him a **** too

Bands don't copy yutes

Gyal wan' fuck, get wet, give sloppy too

See what Courvoisier do

Man's kinda skinny, I roll with my thingy

Jav with the ****

He's kinda stocky too

Exit wounds, disgustin'

PR shit, throw the gun in the dustbin

Joobies outside, waps, they're trustin'

AB slapped it, we ran through nuff ting

My price too much, don't ask 'bout the Russ ting

Bando's spooky, please don't trust him

I know man's worth in this gun ting

Hit man's pumpkin, 9 double-m gonna tump him

Gunplay

Cross the **** off the map, that's one day

Yo, my girl said I'm cheatin', I got one bae

Yo, you seen the gun beatin' and they run 'way

You never had a meeting on a Sunday

Find yourself schemin' on a Monday

Yo, you hear the tyres screechin', rise up the G ting

I see the opps speedin' down a one-way

Gunplay

Cross the **** off the map, that's one day

Yo, my girl said I'm cheatin', I got one bae

Yo, you seen the gun beatin' and they run 'way

You never had a meeting on a Sunday

Find yourself schemin' on a Monday

Yo, you hear the tyres screechin', rise up the G ting

I see the opps speedin' down a one-way

Yo, I see the opps speedin', come we speed up

Lil' man done a lap, no wap and got beat up

Cleanin' your spot with the broom, I'ma sweep up

Fly in the Lamb', got Lz in the G63

I told broski, "Keep up!"

Baddies in Canada, wan' be a traveller

Beggin' my manager, all wan' meet us

Fits on my calibre, makin' the cream up

The shotgun's tremblin', shaky

Akz got the skeng on him, baow, no safety

Rinse all ten of them, my finger ain't lazy

I told lil' bros that the SK's brazy

Corn all over this beef, no gravy

Catch him, attack him, assassins are shavy

Potter splashed up ****

With my red bandana, I flagged that from day three

I'm tryna fit 98 in this wap, not Homerton

Who's got a problem? Show me! I'll shoot up the goalie

**** a badders, her brother's like ****

Might do his thing, but **** is a phony

I'll drive up closely, steer on silent, ride up slowly

I'm tryna M1, let it beat like Ghosty

Bro hit him with tekkers hashtag

Bug hit him with tekkers, you know

No gun, but he still got his leathers, you know

Try run and he still got peppered, you know

My ones do drills, real steppers, you know

Gettin' it 'cause you know

Give the green light, khalas

Boy, my steppers are go

My steppers are go