Gangland - Lowkey OFB, Headie One, OFB

Hella shh, shh, shh

That’s the whole place shun

Whole place cordoned off and di tent up

Police dem a look fi intent

If a nuh OFB den am nutten

Dem ready know seh mi ah rebel

Jook, jook, skrr out the 4 door 'matic, shotgun

Man ah man rise up the Trenton and buss off di cylinder head

Cylinder done

You tink seh a 1 or 2, 3 or 4

Ah mussi 'bout 5 or 6 ah dem

Ah must we head dat make dem dere

On your mark we ready set

And yuh know we crash and set

Cuttin' tru' shh on the backroad, hope I see suttin', I’ma tape dis one

Still love a spontaneous one, still do a man foul, go change my garms

As long as the OS out 'ere chatting, all the streets ain’t calm

New ammunition, expensive one, tell the plug make sure the extended one

Bruck down dinger or a rented one, when the tints down press it more than once

Tryna go home with a empty one, leave him with wounds, exit ones

Life on the M way gets tiring, I’m still doing lengthy ones

Buss this pack, it’s a certain one, it’s been a shit day if I ain’t made one

Pull up on dem di hard one next shop

Buss up pon di organ

Buss up pon di organ

We make a boy fly, no Jordan

We make a boy fly, no Jordan

No make no stretch widout car crime

Cah we are the neighbourhood shottas

Dem with the rockhand

Pull up pon dem man test out di brukkas

Dem kno seh we don’t have no honour

True we a send shots cross di borders

Soon di whole of dem haffi slaughter

Gang dem pull up and bun off di barber

We ah shave man head

We ah lift up all of dem

Spin spin ting load wid copper head

OFB that shit bloodshed

Break these barriers

I was at the courthouse tryna act like an amateur

Age nineteen, got significant role, I wish they’d have called me a carrier

I was only tryna buy me a 15 calibre, large one stick to the wall like a

banister

You can get it from the back like Pallister, do him up front like Cantona

I told bro keep his eyes on the road, me, I’m just doing up passenger

Man see all the opp boys run up out 'ere, I swear they do too much

cardiovascular

Turn down a reload with my manager, he couldn’t even handle the fumes in the

atmosphere

Tryna turn this soft to rock, tryna do it like Noel Gallagher

OFB a straight blood den

Dem dem dem kno seh man hot head

Henywhere a man get cetch

Finish and tare off flesh

Don’t try and come take man fi fraud true say man ah rap in yardie

Gully man straight outta di Farm

Dem dem kno seh we too out of order

Put it on for the whole of the O, that’s gangland

Different sweets like Randoms

4 doors fill up with handgun

Jump out, throw way more than a tantrum

Opps fully ain’t respect man’s gangster

'Til they’re stuck to the gorund like a angster

Could still go there and do it with Bradders

I wish they would free all the mandem

Two of the brucks is in di bull dog

Ting dem ah bark like ah one dog

War is war

Top striker dem know about

Smoke on dem, smoke and start dance

Which one of dem deh want meet the war

Mi seh which one of dem deh want meet the war

Been getting sick of my ringtone

Ring my old spot, more rocks than Flintstones

Old school like Jenny, no cinco

Me and bro gotta talk on encryptors

Bruck down Astra, maybe a Citroen

On the other side, I’m tryna spill some Vimto

Bad B’s come to the Nizz and I bet they all know my lingo