Public - 67, Dimzy, LD

You can catch a stone up in public

Mans still lurking

Man we jog on you and splash your face up in public

Mans still working doe

Billboards you see the ting up in public (Gang gang)

I loved it making so much moves

But gang gang up in public (x2)

(Verse 1: LD)

Call this one Ken

The way that it’s spinning and kicking (44)

Hit whoever we’re picking (Bow)

Let’s lurk manna take it there on volts

I roll up with the billing (Haha)

I fell in love with the poles and smoke

The lifestyle that we’re living (Gangland)

Bro fell in love with the kitchen he’s living

And whip more then he’s whizzing (3'Wess)

Keep silent

They know my face from rhyming

But know my name from riding (Real driller)

I spent racks on the and now when i step im shining (Bling)

Plus the Rolex timing (Yh alla alla dat)

My lyrics got the white boys

And it’s got the drillers dem riding

(Verse 2: Dimzy)

(Aiiii) Bro caught a bird he just ate dat

And he shrugged it like is nothing

C rose will tump him and then cut him like it’s nothing (Ching)

We roll out in 4 doors with 44s like it’s nothing (Skrr skrr)

They really see the 4 door coming

Pull up in public and bun him (Bow)

My og told me focus on music

Low with the waps and dingers

But I could find myself in the back of trucks

With flatted stones and dat spinners

deliveroo with them dinners

Bro got his chain on shivers (Brrrr)

Just got WiFi and cooker

Cut off the sticks with scissors

(Verse 3: Liquez)

Load it up cock it back get bun (Click clack)

Headshot that’s redrum

I’m tryna put a body in a bag

And truss I want more than one

Come with the clip full

And I won’t leave till it’s done

Rest in peace for the nigga that I whacked with this gun (Bow Bow)

Every time that we bucked our opps

They always run (Dash)

Every time that we bucked our opps

Check the scores we won

They say they done this

But they ain’t done none

They ain’t on piss

Nah they ain’t on stuff

Dem niggas ain’t bad

Nah they just talk nuff

in skengs we trust

(Verse 4: Asap)

No excuses (No)

I call up bro like yo let’s do this

Both in pebs

Send that text let’s get this food flipped

Two fat packs I make dat slim (Slim)

Mana put weight in trap den move it (Trap den move it, gone)

Being broke it’s so confusing

I drive through (Skrrr)

I was in Plymouth baking (I was baking)

Dimzy was up in Luton (Luton)

I remember them pushbike days

I was out shaving stupid (Cheffin)

(Hook: Dimzy)

(Gang) The streets are cold

You can catch a stone up in public

Mans still lurking

Man we jog on you and splash your face up in public

Mans still working doe

Billboards you see the ting up in public (Gang gang)

I loved it making so much moves

But gang gang up in public (x2)