Lyrics
Sitting in the ends and I thought in my head
I turned 18 and I don't have 10
You doing up weed and you doing up legs
Doing up weed with a splash by leg
I was running in yards and I crept out the trap
I ain't running that back
First time in the trap so you know I went back and that
Neo trapping, A class bagging
Bussing these shots, these shots they having
Word SA me he mish mashing
And Naghz, we know that them boys ain't bad, they fags
Free up my nigga like Sav, he trapped
Still fam I'm trapped in the life, it's mad
Turn opps kebab, she wanna make Bis look bad
Who's bringing broski back?
Running man down, Sam Sword like I'm Mizz or Mac
Hitting one corn like I'm 007
Now I'm out of it with Kevin 11
Bare chat and they know that I'm ready
Are you ready? SD, Biski put you to beddy
They softer than teddy
Weird, I feel like she never cared
Look, riding for Nike, this shit is a habit
Looking at mum like they gotta have it
I didn't know who when I tanned him
Pulled up, skeng ting and banged it
Feds at the door like the fucking landing
I ain't going back in, still mish mashing
SD, GS went back in
And your favourite rapper does more than dashing
Renting
This bando's all kway off the map
Look broski we need new engine
This smoke come like Benson's
Plus they heard that my bro's do fencing
Me and my ones not ending
Latin brown and golden tenting
And I ain't really tryna get sentenced
Man was just gonna take off the mask
Now the feds want me sentenced
E out the B how I'm rocking
See them boys, them doors unlocking
See them bitch boys and they run like Forrest Gump
Need white boy bread like Morrisson
Crack came white like moon but I want that yellowish sun
Had that versus raw, that's wrestling done
Active active, show man badness