Peaky Blinders
Think twice 'fore you make your move
There's not a man that can step on my shoes
I still act like I got nothing to lose
And they all talk gangster to ones in the room
I can see straight through 'em, they're pretenders
They don't know about Benz on blenders
Hydraulic ten tone pressers
They don't know about loading up weapons
They don't know about teaching boys lessons
Gloved up in SQ7s
Holding 38 Smith and Westons
And how 36 used to cost 27
My team are family, not friends
We all stand strong 'til the end
I keep a big sawn off 410
For them fuck boys who think that they're men
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
They're buying Nokias and think they're ballers
Our encros move packs through boarders
The soft boys know they can't war us
We wear gloves and drive high performance
They already know that we're fly fellas
Come through, Rolex sky dwellers
Putting work cuzzy, now the lines better
Started from the bottom now the sky's better
36 Zs in the whole one
Ram the enemies with the shotgun
Banged to rights but never own up
Still got my guns, I never sold none
D53, man, I pull up in a black Benz
38 snub, no, fuck a Mac 10
Them boys pagen, I can't stand them
I turn up with like 30 of the mandem
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
Stand behind us, we protect 'em
If they stand beside us, we respect 'em
If they stand in front of me
I'll get a Cherokee Jeep
And I won't stop ramming 'til we get them
And I've grown from nothing up to something
Cold nights, but I never stopped hustling
And I've grafted every street 'round London
Real recognise real, so we salute Dublin
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
There's not a man that can step on my shoes
I still act like I got nothing to lose
And they all talk gangster to ones in the room
I can see straight through 'em, they're pretenders
They don't know about Benz on blenders
Hydraulic ten tone pressers
They don't know about loading up weapons
They don't know about teaching boys lessons
Gloved up in SQ7s
Holding 38 Smith and Westons
And how 36 used to cost 27
My team are family, not friends
We all stand strong 'til the end
I keep a big sawn off 410
For them fuck boys who think that they're men
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
They're buying Nokias and think they're ballers
Our encros move packs through boarders
The soft boys know they can't war us
We wear gloves and drive high performance
They already know that we're fly fellas
Come through, Rolex sky dwellers
Putting work cuzzy, now the lines better
Started from the bottom now the sky's better
36 Zs in the whole one
Ram the enemies with the shotgun
Banged to rights but never own up
Still got my guns, I never sold none
D53, man, I pull up in a black Benz
38 snub, no, fuck a Mac 10
Them boys pagen, I can't stand them
I turn up with like 30 of the mandem
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
Stand behind us, we protect 'em
If they stand beside us, we respect 'em
If they stand in front of me
I'll get a Cherokee Jeep
And I won't stop ramming 'til we get them
And I've grown from nothing up to something
Cold nights, but I never stopped hustling
And I've grafted every street 'round London
Real recognise real, so we salute Dublin
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
What you saying, my boy, what you telling me?
Pups tryna bump, they ain't got the pedigree
We go Peaky Blinders on the enemies
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
Ram 'em off the road in the Cherokee
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Writer(s): Leutrim Beqiri, Kyle Simmonds
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