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Razz

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Nizzy, look

Nizzy Narm's where it started (Narm)

I don't give a fuck 'bout Kennington

Thought they was on, now I see they're half-hearted (Dickhead)

Hella man talk like the can't get touched

But they can get touched, nuttin' but targets (Truss)

Opps get cold feet, no carpets

Gang slap waps, gang puff and pass it

Bark it, do it like Vegeta and blast it (Bow, bow)

Wet man's polo, no homo, I'm tryna touch man's heart (Splash)

He got-got cah he weren't that fast

Or was he just takin' a jog?

T-T shirt, bally or mask on my face

No face, I ain't takin' it off (No way)

GB's dead, I'm bakin' it off

Billin' SK next, still I'm bakin' it off

True say, I'm only five foot nine

Sometimes I wish that I could've been taller (I do)

SK's dead, he should've done F

GB's dead, he could've been a baller (Ah)

And, Denz didn't beat that case

But he beat that wap like a next man's daughter (Free Denz)

My face comin' like no caller

Unknown, no ID, no sorter

(Trizzla)

We use GB for rizz (Yes)

We use SA for chip

Their boss Incog got dipped

Pissed, call that a Moscow spliff

In fact, call that a opp boy zoot

I swear I love girls that throw up 2 (I love 'em)

From kway been tightenin' screws

Like Karma, out of line, no cue, two (Out of line)

We the most villainous crew, yes, very notorious gang

You know in your head, pray it don't jam

This fairy's big and yes, it will bang (Bow, bow)

You'd think that I'm white and racist

Don't like niggas like the Ku Klux Klan (I don't like them)

Fire on their block, they don't hang

'Cause we pull up, that's me and gang (All the members)

These opps tryna keep me fit

When they see Trizz, they panic and sprint (Dash it)

She sees me, start smile and wave

I think she's giving me hints (See)

It was Kweng with the mop, no cleaner

They don't take shots, them man are keepers (They don't shoot)

Free Kenz, he was way too eager (Free him up)

We chinged that yute 'til he had a seizure (Chinged him)

You don't wanna see us in a 2.2

Three man, tryna leave man leaner

This gyal says she wanna go Hacks or not

But she don't wanna hold this beater

Got my hoodie on tight and my big fat knife

Tryna take man's soul like the reaper

I ain't no PE teacher

Make a opp boy do a hundred meter

Yo, two and a shoe in a pot

Watch that lock, nuttin' but prof' (Whip)

I just linked JT for a tester, mad ting

Watch man dribble and cough

OT settin' up shops

Better link me in doors cah the roads too hot (Uh-uh)

Most of these yutes been bummy

Sittin' at home, doin' up squat

Yo, someone's lyin', innit? (Innit?)

How many opps we billin'? (Haha)

I could talk about opps all day

But everyone knows that us man's winnin' (That's true)

Yo, most of my opps are gimmicks

Had bare talk 'till the Ruger hit him

I'm on the M-way with the 252

I'd better not hold me a spinach (No)

They keep tryna link me to murders

I ain't gotta go no further (Nope)

Uncs got left for dead

Ruth never looked back, he just put on his burners (He didn't)

I don't even know who's Ted (Uh?)

Young black when my blade got fed (Bow)

And wihle GB done got shot, M.Y. played out dead (Dickhead)

I backed that dotty on tiny (Jammed)

And I've backed that dotty on J loud (Jammed)

And I slapped that dotty at Dipz

And I slapped that .9 at JJ (Bow)

And I slapped that dotty on the A1

And black and his mates when his friends done dasheen (Dasheen)

And I slapped that yute in Camden

When I saw two black yutes walkin' in trackies

All of South London know I'm on badness (Badness)

Even the jakes know I'm active

I ain't no smoker

Hop on the ride and everyone looks like Snoop, let's catch him (Go and catch him)

GB's up in the zoots, but GB's up on my baloon

KT, though he was gonna get 'lowed

'Cause I was on my live when I was high off balloons (Ey)

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