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A92

Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In

Gang

Yo, Charlie

I like this one

92 baby

It's K

I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight

Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty

Them boy ain't nothing but pagions

I can see why them boy love envy

I want LV, Prada or Gucci

I might just offend my opps in Fendi

And when juice get spilled like soda

No I won't say no words like Kenny

My hand ting coming like Corona

If it coughs twice then it's turning you back

They say that we come like athletes

Circle your block and we do them laps

All out attack tryna get this pagion

All out attack in the fields, don't lack

He thought he was big like man

'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs

In the bando, no Kay

But I still make K's from this Lyca sim

The Jake boys irritate my skin

Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing

Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine

Still circle the nine two times

With a machine no gym

Tryna put him in the sky

Make an opp boy fly

Get whacked by mine

Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get?

Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian

Man we get round there on any occasion

It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion

And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation

You're an opp boy, your a paigon

A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there

It's a quick ting, no calculation

By God's grace I don't end up a lifer

But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out

I ying yang like China, rip two g's

Make them drip like designer

On the block dressed in black like China

Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders

Hopefully I ain't got to remind ya

Off the-, and fuck the-

I can't stand them boy from the-

All they know is tell lies, tell lies

But their main boy got splashed, baptized

And another- boy got hospitalized

Any talk on the A get bun

Drills get done by me and the guys

Dbo tryna swing for backs

He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside

Scar man's face like Al Pacino

Buck into A and you can hold two on the pain, no free throw

Bow, bun, and the gun need reload

Stuck in the trap with one eye open

Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo

Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road

Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo

Bro, bro went and bust that gun

I don't think that he'll bust that case

They say we don't slide to the-

But- got smashed, no trace

They left- fighting for his life

On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day

A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on?

Ask your pagion bae

About slide to the-, we slide to the-

How many man got chased by we?

And lil' man- got got times three

All the-, watched them flee

Was me and MZ tryna catch them three

Tryna switch it like OT Chi

But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese

I lurked down the B Town strip

I was pissed that he didn't get hit

Tell bro rise that mash and spit

Aim for his top or aim for his wig

I seen bro grab that stick

Bally on his face, he's taking that risk

Let sticks beat like drum kit

Pull up on them and pump it

Tryna let it blow like trumpets

At them muppets

Bro said to hold this stick

Man you need them muscles

He let it spray like Mr Muscles

Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels

She wanna go low

Man bring them bottles

Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle

This bad b one split in the middle

Leng, bunda come fat, not little

All my girls them sweet like Skittles

Yo, baby, how you move like that?

This gyally wanna arch her back

Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe

No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll

Me and my guys, we flow like the river

Chat loose, get one in your liver

Or maybe your intestine

I got love for my gang, don't test man

I got washed up opps, it's peak

'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin

Out in the town tryna dish these foods

Ends are hot, but these cats be starving

We score them goals like FIFA

But we don't commentate like Marvin

No Taylor when we got down-

Two more down, that's no more targets

I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders

I do that there in my LV kicks

Must be the one who's spreading this virus

'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick

OT flying, we riding

Out on the field tryna catch me a prick

Bando days, we spin 'round driving

Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz

Ay, I've been in the T with profit

Bruck down buds tryna make that profit

They chat on the net and gossip

A92, we the hottest topic

Shout SS for the pocket rocket

DBO got the plug like socket

I been 'round there on a madness

Watch them dash

What happened to the badness?

In your block like awon da oya b'ota

How many points have we scored in the last few weeks?

Meji, merin, mefa

On the ball, twenty-two on my back like Kaka

Bro scores like Laca

Shoot and they scatter

Watch them man japa

Boppity bop, boppity bop

Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer

(Fumez the Engineer)