Rah

(Gotcha)
Yeah, Hitsquad, baby
You know how it is
P's up 'til I freeze up
Pants saggin', black flaggin', alladat
Huh, like (Scratch mixed it)
Look

It's like I'm blind, I came with my darg (Hitsquad)
But I might come there one up
You need a surgeon, ain't got the heart (Nah)
Rah, you see the way he got done up? (Uh)
Funfair tun up, where do I start? (Oh shit)
Nah, lemme not chat too loose
I could talk loose, blah-blah, rah-rah (Ay)
HSQ hit shit quick (Oh shit)
I wanna shoot, gimme the blick' (Hitsquad, baby)
I just came home, gimme a link (Yeah)
This time I'm tryna get me a crib (Yeah)
Big time, I had to get me a stick
Big pine, I gotta bill up a spliff and hit mine
I ain't tryna go bin for the 6th time (Nah)
But if I see a price I'ma hit mine (Baap)
Normal (Standard),
Hi slid 'round, blacked-out Vauxhall (Skrt, skrt)
Everyonе spin round screwin' (Argh)
Now that's not too cordial (How rude)
They clock all of their day been ruined (Khalas)
Bro put two in (Baap), awful (Oh shit)
Bruce sent man to another dimension
This ting here is a portal (Skeng)
There all mortals (Wait, oh shit)

Wait (Hold on), rah (Who's that?)
Ay, who's that in the car? (What's that?)
Two or three GMs (Steppers) in this BM', who wanna smoke tar? (Baap)
Wait (Hold on), nah (Who's that?),
You look familiar, ma (Ooh, ooh)
What if I tell you "I like you"? (Eergh)
Can I put the thing in your yard? (Hitsquad, baby)
Wait (Hold on), rah (Who's that?)
Ay, who's that in the car? (What's that?)
Two or three GMs (Steppers) in this BM',
Who wanna smoke tar? (Baap)
Wait (Hold on), nah (Who's that?),
You look familiar, ma (Ooh, ooh)
What if I tell you "I like you"? (Eergh)
Can I put the thing in your yard? (Hitsquad, baby)

Cold war, if you get called to duty,
No game console when they scream "Free PS"
You ain't about it,
Last time the strip was hot,
You folded like a DS
Way too big for my boots, no rap cap,
But when I get shit done, I wear GS
Still cut through with a Covid mask
Just 'cause I been sick of everyone and their BS
Old boys, young boys, trappin' for my line,
Buy a whip diesel,
They ain't tryna pay ULEZ
No way, this ain't no 90's rom-com
But it could be 'cause I'm leavin' them clueless
There's rambos and skengs in the UK
But there's big blickys in the US
No consent when a opp got touched up,
That wasn't Y-O-U, that was U-S
You're doin' way too much, you should do less,
This side been erratic from the jump
They thought Hitsquad was asthmatic,
Nah, he just came in with a pump
That automatic got a thump to it,
Anything less than a rack is a bump
Yeah, you just got your hair laid,
Tapped in and I'm leavin' this thing with a clump

Ay, who's that in the car? (What's that?)
Two or three GMs (Steppers) in this BM',
Who wanna smoke tar? (Baap)
Wait (Hold on), nah (Who's that?),
You look familiar, ma (Ooh, ooh)
What if I tell you "I like you"? (Eergh)
Can I put the thing in your yard? (Hitsquad, baby)
Wait (Hold on), rah (Who's that?)
Ay, who's that in the car? (What's that?)
Two or three GMs (Steppers) in this BM',
Who wanna smoke tar? (Baap)
Wait (Hold on), nah (Who's that?),
You look familiar, ma (Ooh, ooh)
What if I tell you "I like you"? (Eergh)
Can I put the thing in your yard? (Hitsquad, baby)