Woosh (feat. Kwengface & Backroad Gee)
JDN
Yeah, yeah (it's Bassbone baby)
Big business no Mickey Mouse business
Tell then juvi dem leave no witness
Be prepared and be scared (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Which one we selecting?
Outside man game
Man don't bend it like Beckham
Dawg its straight when I send it
It get messy on the pitch
Make man duck and dive, Darrgy you know I bang it
Put the drill on the roof outside man's the truth (know what's good)
Yo, if you buss your gun, salute
Grrrap, bap shoot
I'm in the bando facetimin' a sweet one
And I got the peng one throwing up two
Two pop-pop in a rucksack
If I slap that, that's you and your bruce
I ain't tryna squash this beef, still tryna get you, you, and then you
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Look, juggin' the stove, man's bubblin', bubblin'
OT trips tryna double it
I'm on the opp block tryna SAD, any opp get spot, lean and rubble it
Peng ting, she loves this view (ayy, come here)
I tapped it, P tapped it
Brownskin one kinda loves this group (mad)
Ay, don't you know that's true?
Of course it's true
You know what a mad man do
Man bruck it two and fling it on you
My momma barked but I keep it as yes, I am
Carrying pots to the world and back
Harden and 'muck it to make it slap
Ha, we gon' make it slap
Take it there and bring it back
Yo, I just fly out the ride like "Bro, what's goodie?"
I try wet my man in his chest and neck
I just see fluff come out his hoodie
Ay yo, what's goodie?
I was doin' home visits back then Darggie, I was outside of your guri
Tell a man back up darrg, got uh pah, she move
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Bring it alive and fresh 'til a man say we're just spreading woof everywhere
Tell a man be prepared or scared
To 'muck it, 'muck it hard, dush it to a bumbaclot ware'
Please understand we do this, ha
Yeah, yeah (it's Bassbone baby)
Big business no Mickey Mouse business
Tell then juvi dem leave no witness
Be prepared and be scared (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Which one we selecting?
Outside man game
Man don't bend it like Beckham
Dawg its straight when I send it
It get messy on the pitch
Make man duck and dive, Darrgy you know I bang it
Put the drill on the roof outside man's the truth (know what's good)
Yo, if you buss your gun, salute
Grrrap, bap shoot
I'm in the bando facetimin' a sweet one
And I got the peng one throwing up two
Two pop-pop in a rucksack
If I slap that, that's you and your bruce
I ain't tryna squash this beef, still tryna get you, you, and then you
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Look, juggin' the stove, man's bubblin', bubblin'
OT trips tryna double it
I'm on the opp block tryna SAD, any opp get spot, lean and rubble it
Peng ting, she loves this view (ayy, come here)
I tapped it, P tapped it
Brownskin one kinda loves this group (mad)
Ay, don't you know that's true?
Of course it's true
You know what a mad man do
Man bruck it two and fling it on you
My momma barked but I keep it as yes, I am
Carrying pots to the world and back
Harden and 'muck it to make it slap
Ha, we gon' make it slap
Take it there and bring it back
Yo, I just fly out the ride like "Bro, what's goodie?"
I try wet my man in his chest and neck
I just see fluff come out his hoodie
Ay yo, what's goodie?
I was doin' home visits back then Darggie, I was outside of your guri
Tell a man back up darrg, got uh pah, she move
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Woosh it, press (press)
The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)
Lean, flex (flex)
You know that the guns get pressed (pa)
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Bring it alive and fresh 'til a man say we're just spreading woof everywhere
Tell a man be prepared or scared
To 'muck it, 'muck it hard, dush it to a bumbaclot ware'
Please understand we do this, ha
Credits
Writer(s): Ninian Martin Agyemang Fosu, Shandy Bongwala Bombusa, 1st Born, Jay Dan
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