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Think I’m losing my head cah' I ride with a gun

Age 16 started riding for fun

Shush got bored up, tryna slide on the sums

Turn age 17, my bro’s knifing his lungs

Age 18, I was wetting on tags

My big brosdem kept getting on man

Popcaan when your ova dweet, Eighteen I thought life was over sweet

Blickidy blick like 22Gz

Make you drip on your drip when the .32 beats

Slip on your strip then we shoot indeed

When we in WoodGreen like the 243

Yo, we got crocodile teeth like Skillibeng

For many men like 50 Cent

You know the gang pop corn in silence

Latex on, bally on with the skeng

Yo like Izzpot, I gotta tell them ahlie

Don got held up and shelled in, ahlie

Watch us come back like a frisbee bro

Faster, make a man run swiftly

Gangsters, watch a gang ambush like my anthem

No we ain’t dishing out sweets on randoms

My bro’s on the can with the Samsung

Asking me where’s all the bad tings

Shot and I miss, had me throwing a tantrum

Bro tell me use one eye like Plankton

They’re 9/10, yo clamp him

Keep it a secret like law of attraction

Ay, I run a man down and he’s screaming «ah»

Like Bando, I’m here screaming «yo»

You ain’t strip if you don’t dance with pole

Aye, spin this right, let me glance this folk

Bros in front and I’m grabbing him back like «no»

Let me get that one bro

They got broski in the can like coke

If I shh man down will he drown on floor?

If I shh man down, will his whole drip drown?

Shh man down till they hold it down

Ting and her clit, soaking wow

She told me baby, come and stroke it now

She said go brazy, come and poke it now

Bless the baby tryna own this crown

One got away, two got away

Three was wavey when he got thrown down

I could’ve went to Church Road like Nines still

Instead I’m on the block, with the 9 mill

I had six on the top, not five grills

Bitches seem to talk more when they’re in high heels

I’m like Chris, like Tucker