Letras
(It's Havok, baby)
(I swear that's Ekayy)
(Heatmaky got the hit, though)
They run when they hear that the ting goes bang
Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang
Do it on my ones or do it with gang
Jump out cars or jump out vans
They run when they hear that the ting goes bang
(Ay, Rzon, what we sayin', cuz?)
They run when they hear that the ting goes bang
Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang
Do it on my ones or do it with gang
Jump out cars or jump out vans
They run when they hear that the ting goes bang
Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang
Do it on my ones or do it with gang
Jump out cars or jump out vans
In the club, nuk po nalet
She fucks with the opps, nuk falet
Leni hallet, I du paret
Boot down doors edhe midis Tiranet
They want me on the wing like Mahrez
But I'm still in the field like Suárez
In the four by four mes natës
'Cah we get money regardless
They chit-chat shit, but my opps still love me
We hit back quick, so they can't stay comfy
Three, two, one when I back this pumpy
Sound of this peak got the whole block jumpy
Hold tight cah the ride's too bumpy
I beg bro, "Crash this car if you love me"
I said, "Yo, who's that man in the passy?"
Close the distance, so that man get splashy
Stop fidgeting 'cause it might go bang
They run when they see the .44 in my hands
Sku-du-du, du-du, du-du, bang
Sav's in a wound, we don't use his hands
She shakes it well, she ain't makin' martinis
She a pornstar, wants it hard and freaky
Don't play games cah the game's too easy
Don't tease me, just please me (bang)
We go 'round and 'round like karma
Let's see which opp is gonna run faster (don't run)
We don't sing like them like a pastor
Do a juke, bare gum straight after
They don't chill no more by the Costa
Out here 24/7 on my grafter
Shave these opps like a barber
Surely, you gonna need more than a plaster
Bakamazsın bize dik dik
Kaç kilo ittik, kaç kişi siktik (wee)
Sweep up the opps like pislik
We slide to the Nizz, to the çiftlik
North London bizi biliyo' herkes
Turnpike Lane, bizim merkez (shh)
Get back, gang biz geliriz çok ters
So tell bro slap on my song, play son ses
They run when they hear that the ting goes bang
Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang
Do it on my ones or do it with gang
Jump out cars or jump out vans
They run when they hear that the ting goes bang
Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang
Do it on my ones or do it with gang
Jump out cars or jump out vans
(Marini, you know)
Shit is peak when I hop out (bup)
Splash a G then I duck out (baow)
Man, I get it done, I don't call out
And I smoke my weed 'til I pass out
Got load of boxes, don't run, now
Call the number and find out (boy)
If they want beef, I just turn 'round
Grab a shooter and I fly out (skrrt)
Chill with Toni, no-
Weed, coco (coco)
Still on run from the popo (popo)
Lots of standin', no motor (motor)
Feel like winnin' the lotto
Crazy bitch, yes, she loco
Man be sweet, sikur choco
Feds are gettin' a photo (pussy)
(It's that E10 shit you know)
They run when they hear that the ting goes bang
Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang
Do it on my ones or do it with gang
Jump out cars or jump out vans
They run when they hear that the ting goes bang (bang)
Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang
Do it on my ones or do it with gang
Jump out cars or jump out vans
Rolex with more than one
Hands in the air when I rise this gun
Bang on the opps, we do it for fun
Ride on us, are you fuckin' dumb?
Did you want wanna back MK in the front?
I fell in love with this Russian
Clap, corn for your hella guys run
My bro does drills for livin'
For the right price, we will dip M1
He are my bro, my killy
He told me to woosh like have that one
Really been takin' trips
But the pagans, them man come vouch
The hand ting comes in handy
Even if you see, you get corn fly out
Civilians, get out the way
We're still slappin' it in front of crowds