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Bro it's BK, yo
(Two, three)

We made the crime rate rise up (that's us)
That's nuttin' but facts
This bitch said she's down to ride
That's nuttin' but lies, that's nuttin' but cap (cappin')
Put my life on the line for the gang (gang)
Four man, three shanks, one wap
Fuck all the chattings, we make it happen
Go do a madness then back to the trap

What's with the lyin'? What's with the cappin'?
Most man don't ride with the intent to kill
So what's the point of drilling, if you ain't tryna do killings?
I ain't-I ain't tryna say that I've killed before
But my intent is to drill some more
Tryna put all of the opps in the morgue
So man can end this war

Pull up and smoke man's sibling
Man done did it, had your bro in surgery
These times, donny's riding 30
Opium pills so I buck man early
Try-try-tryna remove man's head back
Don't hit lower than chest, fam
Touch, touch one of mine, you're a dead man
Dead-dead man, dead-dead-dead man

And I mean it, I-I ain't no rapper
I'm a driller that raps, there's a different meanin'
I don't like to share, but these bells here, the opps can keep it
Just-just-just got a rusty wap, needs greasin'
But same way, Imma beat it (beat it)
Bad on the net, real life, they nervous
Weren't on nuttin' when I saw 'em in person

How's man got chat for the A, when more than four blocks felt our rage?
Got-got shaven tried back two blades, they both got put in their place, yo
How many times did I chase GH and Blitz done duck-duck-goose with the gauge?
Yevz too greezy, stepped in his J's, got-got shaved, secrets not safe
How many time they hid their wounds?
You know that's your blood on your shoes
But they still got no shame, he's 30+, tryna boost his Snapchat views
No, we don't get down irrelevant yutes
He deserved it if we turnt him zoot
Askar confused like, "Who are these yutes?"
'Cah got packed and they left no clues

Get put in my swisher, get put in my blues, get put in my blunt
We didn't drop-, but we smoke him too
Six-six bells get stuffed in the spinner
The dot-dot get filled with two
The ding-dong get filled with four
We head to the five and turn off dudes
Catch K's, get paid, what AG do
Ching-ching, bow-bow, what AG do
Turn crack into pounds, what AG do
Put opps in the ground, what AG do

Smooth criminal, I'll take your boo
Thief in the night, we snatchin' souls
Just doing things that grim reapers do
Ask the One Side if it's not true
On me who?
If I was you, I'd be on me too
All the shanks and the wap we use
This mash don't jam, and it loves me too
I'll settle with swingin' my shank
Gotta bring back something new
I'll drill it in public view
And we're winnin' if public news

Yes, it was, it was us that did that broom
Bro, let's twist that fuck-off slugs
Back then, it was ridgebacks, swervin', skiddin' on big man
But, now, we send bine on 'em, not once we slide on 'em
Real life for 'em, their friends don't ride for 'em
Still ten with the shanks, slip, twist, rip it out of 'em
So show me, who-who's your homies?
Send some help 'cah your dead friend's lonely
Imma smoke him slowly, don't wanna talk too much over there
They know me, call me too Smokeyy
And I'm Active Gxng, put in a stogie
Say you're on, come show me

Fuck-fuck-fuck 'dem, they're SYM's
They ain't got none of my friends
I know why them boy mad at me
They know I done it again
I'll smoke on and, same time
I'll blow on one of my skengs
On tops, on tops, this shit won't stop
Got time to prove (grt) by ten

It's about time I took Smokeyy's flow (damn right)
Bitch made, I got beef with pussy, leave 'em in red, Marilyn Monroe (ying)
Missin', Madeleine McCann, but then he revived just like John Snow (how?)
Hop out, see everyone skeet and go vanishin' like Dynamo
And go vanishin' like Dynamo (yo)
Most that side been hospitalised (haha)
We need a round of applause but the gang still clappin'
We ain't got no manners, we get down yutes and we can't stop braggin' (baow)
History lesson 101, when the beef kicked off
None of them were on badness, madness, grrt, bap

Man's-man's-man's doing up tactics
Tell the driver "Sit back", three man hop out, leave him flat like a mattress
Old school, was eight on the playground
Now, if I catch up, it's holes in fabric (ying)
Grrt, bap, free CB, got nicked for a madness
Free him up, free him up, free him up, free him up
Free CB, got nicked for a madness

We made the crime rate rise up (that's us)
That's nuttin' but facts
This bitch said she's down to ride
That's nuttin' but lies, that's nuttin' but cap (cappin')
Put my life on the line for the gang (gang)
Four man, three shanks, one wap
Fuck all the chattings, we make it happen
Go do a madness then back to the trap

We made the crime rate rise up (that's us)
That's nuttin' but facts
This bitch said she's down to ride
That's nuttin' but lies, that's nuttin' but cap (cappin')
Put my life on the line for the gang (gang)
Four man, three shanks, one wap
Fuck all the chattings, we make it happen
Go do a madness then back to the trap