Wd-40 - Carns Hill

My eyes too big for my belly

Niggas like me can’t wait for a payday

Rather just wait for the plug

Chop it all up for the fiends, go Mayday (Brr)

3 point 2 and its diesel (Diesel)

Step on the gas and the back drop (Nyoom)

She pretty in the face, I love the way that the back drop (Fat one)

Look at my pictures, can’t you see the killy-dem in the back drop?

Them make just wanna get grouchy, shoot man in the chest 'til they back drop

(Woi yoi)

Shout my nigga, you niggas still goin' halves, that’s giggles (That's banter)

I just left shard, now I’m goin' Harvey Nichols

One hand on the splash in the party, so you know that I dance with devils

I don’t need a cause, I’m a rebel

Drill broad day, no schedule (That way)

Can’t step into our quarters

That’s nuttin' but wass and S or S and VVS, that’s water

Better #Trill no order (Now what you say Youngs?)

I ain’t gotta spill no sauce, I’m a sorcerer (Ayy ayy ayy)

Bandana with a head back, tryna baptise someone’s daughter

I just clutch that hammer and bust

If you get hit, tough luck

Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust

Cop that W-D 4−5, I’ll clean that mash, get rid of the rust

Nuttin' but fuckers and niggas ain’t lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust)

I just clutch that hammer and bust

If you get hit, tough luck

Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust

Cop that W-D 4−5, clean that mash, get rid of the rust

Nuttin' but fuckers and niggas ain’t lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust)

I done drillings on drillings (Hmm)

I’m just pissed I ain’t seen no killings (Nuttin')

Talk killings but done no drillings

Tell a man good riddance

My young boy strapped, tryna turn a man dust

Got the W-D for the D.I.Y for the mash that’ll accumulate rust (Clean it)

I’ll clean it up (Clean it)

I done did it on the backroad, casual, tapped it twice and ripped his top

This shotgun cost 500 nuts

O.T dishin' rocks

Shoot mans face off, normal

I don’t give a fuck who watched

Them man talkers, they just actors

'til the shotgun goes pop (Pow)

'til the shotgun goes boom (Boom)

2 man on the 500 zoom

Other man left for dead

Now look at this stupid yout (Fool)

You know its cold out here

You got a brand new fur, I’ll shoot mans Canadian Goose (Bow Bow)

Mans wicked and bad, not talk too much

Know we got nothin' to prove

I just clutch that hammer and bust

If you get hit, tough luck

Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust

Cop that W-D 4−5, I’ll clean that mash, get rid of the rust

Nuttin' but fuckers and niggas ain’t lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust)

I just clutch that hammer and bust

If you get hit, tough luck

Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust

Cop that W-D 4−5, clean that mash, get rid of the rust

Nuttin' but fuckers and niggas ain’t lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust)

This next 16, imma wake this up (Wake it)

the pack, then I weigh this up (Weigh it)

Hood loves us, so it’s bait as fuck

Man buy out the bar then pouring cups

Wit the gang, man do that

Yeah my lines goin' up and down like hashtags

Walkin' sticks like granddads

If I jump out, unzip that manbag

You weren’t there when I done that

Yeah I bang my mash, dem bro there, they scurry

And I’m far from worried

'cause they’re quick to talk but leave in a hurry

Gaggin' up, she’s ucking deeply

my name' not DV

Girls see us and move all neeky

my broski leeky

Give no fucks, that’s ASAP Mally

First shootin', no gloves, no bally

Got caught up, did time for the wammy

in the cabby

Fuck the feds, that’s mental trust me

Sixty free, free Mental, trust me (Free K)

Scribz/LD, he’s eatin' lovely (Free Scribz)

M dot A dot no fuckery (Gang)

I just clutch that hammer and bust

If you get hit, tough luck

Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust

Cop that W-D 4−5, I’ll clean that mash, get rid of the rust

Nuttin' but fuckers and niggas ain’t lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust)

I just clutch that hammer and bust

If you get hit, tough luck

Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust

Cop that W-D 4−5, clean that mash, get rid of the rust

Nuttin' but fuckers and niggas ain’t lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust)