Drowning

X10

Just left him drownin', wet
Drownin' in some pooch, that's wet ass sex
The gang don't regret how we bored up F-
The next time I'll come, it's death

I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my man's head (yo)
I don't regret gettin' three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been 20 instead

Just left him drownin', wet (wet)
Drownin' in some pooch, that's wet ass sex (sex)
The gang don't regret how we bored up F-
The next time I'll come, it's death

I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my man's head (no, we don't)
I don't regret gettin' three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been 20 instead (instead)

"CGM's not bad", "CGM's not real"
"CGM don't lurk for the kill", be real
How much blood we spilt on these roads?
For real, we shoulda had about ten plus kills (killers)
"CGM ain't got no bodies", talk properly
I don't mean to be cocky
But nearly every man in the gang has been nicked for a body

Bro, everyone knows Hunch, I'm slim, but cocky
I swing my hands properly (blaow-blaow)
I ain't never lost a one-on-one fight in my life
I'm sorry for fuckin' up everybody (I'm sorry)

Don't care if he's stocky
Buck into me, I'll deal with him proper properly
We crossed 12W- yutes off the map
They can't rap 'til they catch somebody (they really can't)

In fact they can't rap again, they talk to the babylon dem (boydem)
We got 'nuff corn for them boydem there
But they work with the boydem there (police)

We know that them boydem scared
'Cah we get 'round there, let it rip on them boy 'round there
Can't come 'round here, bring the toys 'round there (blaow-blaow)
My young G got nicked with the toy 'round here (blaow-blaow, blaow-blaow)

Done on the A on my J's
No Tracey, that's Ladbroke Grove
Man rise that pole, tryna smoke them boys
No, I ain't talkin' about section though (grrah, blaow-blaow)

Over there, I still play with toys
Why you think the neighbours can't sleep at home? (Blaow, blaow)
I send my young G 'round on a scooter
Or he's in the T, watchin' pots on stove

Just left him drownin', wet
Drownin' in some pooch, that's wet ass sex (sex)
The gang don't regret how we bored up F-
The next time I'll come, it's death

I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my man's head (no, we don't)
I don't regret gettin' three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been 20 instead

Just left him drownin', wet (wet)
Drownin' in some pooch, that's wet ass sex (sex)
The gang don't regret how we bored up F-
The next time I'll come, it's death

I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my man's head (no, we don't)
I don't regret gettin' three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been 20 instead

Don't regret goin' jail for the minor cases
Face it, I coulda got life instead
I coulda been stuck on the wing with killers
My batch was drillin' and drillin' again

On the same day, crashed at two opp ends
Fuck R-, the defeat, they don't chill on the ends
I don't want Adeola, she's fi' dem
Bruv, I swing up my Jockey on Tennessee Thresh

I get shit done and I do what's best
Just left man drowned and drenched (wet)
I only speak facts, take in what I said
I'll M man off if he steps on my creps

The gang claim next man's points, that's dead
(Make it make sense) that don't make sense
We heard that an opp got dropped
Then we billed up that opp, and laughed on the 'net (ha-ha)

So much splashings and bootings
The gang should've got us a drillers award
I don't regret how I one-banged R-
And made him take off his jewels by force

The next time, the outcome there can't be said
But I'll do him worse than I done him before
Of course, it was me when Sav got bored
I left man's blood all over the floor

It was the artist for me, the darg in me
Jimmy up and tap that badders
Real life savage, they do it for cameras
I bang real life, they're Pressplay bangers

The G's are out for an M, daily
Tryna pack man, if he slips, I'll pack him
It's a madness when this mixtape drops
Just take it in, only facts that I'm chattin'

Just left him drownin', wet (wet)
Drownin' in some pooch, that's wet ass sex (sex)
The gang don't regret how we bored up F-
The next time I'll come, it's death

I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my man's head (no, we don't)
I don't regret gettin' three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been 20 instead

Just left him drownin', wet (wet)
Drownin' in some pooch, that's wet ass sex (sex)
The gang don't regret how we bored up F-
The next time I'll come, it's death (X10)

I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my man's head (no, we don't)
I don't regret gettin' three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been 20 instead



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Writer(s): Jordan Bedeau, Micah Bedeau, Frederick Arthur Poole
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