2023 (Trailer)
Two hands on a mash, broad-broad day
Still dishin' out smoke (on my life)
When I-when I-when I jump in a ride
I load it and I leave my phone (brr, brr)
When we rollin' up, any friend of a opp can still get smoked
On-on your-on your block man luck
If you punks was there suttin' would've gotta burst
And I step with skengs, so ride on me, better bust yours first
You ain't been back since your boy got sh—
Mo-most of my team on the landin'
And they're still slappin' now they're on road (free the guys)
And when I get 'round, I ain't vampin'
Opp block campin, I'll do it and go
I'll do it and dash like I done man's—
Free the squad, now, it's me and my siblings tourin'
Say they got bined, but they stay computerin'
Tug come through, but gang keeps new ting
We only know the recruitin'
Had to slow down the music, to turn up the shootings
Them man just chat, it's amusin'
To the world that scares are
And they know you say we're the baddest
Splash man bait, serve man hollows
Why'd you think the gang on obbo? (Why'd you think?)
I-I-I don't wanna have no convo
I wanna splash him quickly, pronto
These stupid men just speak on a track 'til their boy turns back
It's deeper than rap
I can't lie, CB, you're speakin' facts
We use to slap man for speakin' back
I had a dream that I jumped out the ride on an opp
And I bun him in front of his mum
Still dishin' out smoke (on my life)
When I-when I-when I jump in a ride
I load it and I leave my phone (brr, brr)
When we rollin' up, any friend of a opp can still get smoked
On-on your-on your block man luck
If you punks was there suttin' would've gotta burst
And I step with skengs, so ride on me, better bust yours first
You ain't been back since your boy got sh—
Mo-most of my team on the landin'
And they're still slappin' now they're on road (free the guys)
And when I get 'round, I ain't vampin'
Opp block campin, I'll do it and go
I'll do it and dash like I done man's—
Free the squad, now, it's me and my siblings tourin'
Say they got bined, but they stay computerin'
Tug come through, but gang keeps new ting
We only know the recruitin'
Had to slow down the music, to turn up the shootings
Them man just chat, it's amusin'
To the world that scares are
And they know you say we're the baddest
Splash man bait, serve man hollows
Why'd you think the gang on obbo? (Why'd you think?)
I-I-I don't wanna have no convo
I wanna splash him quickly, pronto
These stupid men just speak on a track 'til their boy turns back
It's deeper than rap
I can't lie, CB, you're speakin' facts
We use to slap man for speakin' back
I had a dream that I jumped out the ride on an opp
And I bun him in front of his mum
Credits
Writer(s): Lekan Akinsoji
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