???? FINETO
Kezii
Gunshots for any boy
Grrrt, hahaha
Trust me, you know the vibes
He got sat down like a primary assembly
Energy, energy, bro beat corn on the enemies
He coulda got spawn in the memories
Hella juice spilled like Hennessy
I slapped at a man and he ran
Try get a headtop like J.F. Kennedy
Definitely, definitely, one of them soon go cemetery
Should've knew who's life in jeopardy
I wet down Snypez with a bruckdown diva'
Got two in one, that was lightwork
Getaway clean with a left and a right turn
Would've known it's me that trimmed off his sideburns
Might ying that down, we spin back 'round
Bro fling that out, tryna lick man down
Heard he got a voice, better sit back down
Well, he ain't got a choice when the big bang's out
Man circle around like an analogue stick
Try get a headtop, but man, I lobbed it
Grrt, bye, fam, I lost it
Jump out, jump out, tell your brudda "Don't slip"
More racks on my age, more yats on my case
Had to tell a bad one "Leave me alone"
'Cah you don't contribute to my P's on the road
I told her it's me on my own
Alakazam when the calibre bangs
If you chill on that block, you're dead
I go mad on a man if he hangs with the gang
And he don't wanna slide or step
There's a word going 'round round town
"Yo, stay in your house, don't hang in them ends"
You ain't done drills, just relax, relax
If Bugga jumps out then it's khalas, khalas
Watch the bells in the shotty both seperate
Bro flew out the ride, tryna relegate
We ain't come for a fight like MMA
Feet step on the gas, love accelerate
Your friend got uhh, left you devastated
Car, bine and metal blades
Might be on two wheels and pedal 'way
So it was back and forth on several days
My broski said I'm a psycho
The way I hopped out, wet that like lido
Chop his ear, one in his chest
Me, I don't know how they drill on their iPhone
You ain't ever flew out the ride like Five-O
Live'O, we're gonna get back like Shiro
Try know, the teeth come big like rhinos
Skeng ting beats on the block like a side hoe
Watch the gang two-step, like who's next?
Two secs, spin this round like a roulette
Shotgun barks, give a fuck 'bout your two 'peds
Broski flew out and try leave a yute dead
I've been on the 9 like a hundred times
They've told like a hundred lies
If I hear there's a glide then I jump inside
Bro thump it twice, pray it dumbs his life
Pedal-bike glides to the 9 with brucie
Huh, you got wet down like a coochie
Samurai swords like the ones from movies
Juicy, juicy, I swear he's from Woody
Creep up quiet, we ain't shoutin' out "Who's he?"
Broad day duties, so don't move, Susie
Dookie flew out the hoopty
Bookie, tryna slap man with his cutie
I ran down Jojo and I ran down Nino
Reverse up the ding-dong right where they're chillin'
I ran down Snypez, I ran down Mickz
And I ran down Twinz and he ran to the flats
I ran down Wavey, he really got diced
Should've got it like three, four times in his back
Huh, he really caught life
Man, it ain't just rap, I really bore guys
Pressin' nine three times, I ain't callin' no babylon
You're gonna see a man with his bally on
Hella talk, hella talk, we just tell them "Carry on"
Bro jumped out, tryna bang it on
Wheels on the 9 block, could I call that my block?
Why not? Ride out, shave mans hi-top
Whoo, whoo, why not, why not?
Whoo, whoo, switch man's lights off
Kezii
Gunshots for any boy
Grrrt, hahaha
Trust me, you know the vibes
He got sat down like a primary assembly
Energy, energy, bro beat corn on the enemies
He coulda got spawn in the memories
Hella juice spilled like Hennessy
I slapped at a man and he ran
Try get a headtop like J.F. Kennedy
Definitely, definitely, one of them soon go cemetery
Should've knew who's life in jeopardy
I wet down Snypez with a bruckdown diva'
Got two in one, that was lightwork
Getaway clean with a left and a right turn
Would've known it's me that trimmed off his sideburns
Might ying that down, we spin back 'round
Bro fling that out, tryna lick man down
Heard he got a voice, better sit back down
Well, he ain't got a choice when the big bang's out
Man circle around like an analogue stick
Try get a headtop, but man, I lobbed it
Grrt, bye, fam, I lost it
Jump out, jump out, tell your brudda "Don't slip"
More racks on my age, more yats on my case
Had to tell a bad one "Leave me alone"
'Cah you don't contribute to my P's on the road
I told her it's me on my own
Alakazam when the calibre bangs
If you chill on that block, you're dead
I go mad on a man if he hangs with the gang
And he don't wanna slide or step
There's a word going 'round round town
"Yo, stay in your house, don't hang in them ends"
You ain't done drills, just relax, relax
If Bugga jumps out then it's khalas, khalas
Watch the bells in the shotty both seperate
Bro flew out the ride, tryna relegate
We ain't come for a fight like MMA
Feet step on the gas, love accelerate
Your friend got uhh, left you devastated
Car, bine and metal blades
Might be on two wheels and pedal 'way
So it was back and forth on several days
My broski said I'm a psycho
The way I hopped out, wet that like lido
Chop his ear, one in his chest
Me, I don't know how they drill on their iPhone
You ain't ever flew out the ride like Five-O
Live'O, we're gonna get back like Shiro
Try know, the teeth come big like rhinos
Skeng ting beats on the block like a side hoe
Watch the gang two-step, like who's next?
Two secs, spin this round like a roulette
Shotgun barks, give a fuck 'bout your two 'peds
Broski flew out and try leave a yute dead
I've been on the 9 like a hundred times
They've told like a hundred lies
If I hear there's a glide then I jump inside
Bro thump it twice, pray it dumbs his life
Pedal-bike glides to the 9 with brucie
Huh, you got wet down like a coochie
Samurai swords like the ones from movies
Juicy, juicy, I swear he's from Woody
Creep up quiet, we ain't shoutin' out "Who's he?"
Broad day duties, so don't move, Susie
Dookie flew out the hoopty
Bookie, tryna slap man with his cutie
I ran down Jojo and I ran down Nino
Reverse up the ding-dong right where they're chillin'
I ran down Snypez, I ran down Mickz
And I ran down Twinz and he ran to the flats
I ran down Wavey, he really got diced
Should've got it like three, four times in his back
Huh, he really caught life
Man, it ain't just rap, I really bore guys
Pressin' nine three times, I ain't callin' no babylon
You're gonna see a man with his bally on
Hella talk, hella talk, we just tell them "Carry on"
Bro jumped out, tryna bang it on
Wheels on the 9 block, could I call that my block?
Why not? Ride out, shave mans hi-top
Whoo, whoo, why not, why not?
Whoo, whoo, switch man's lights off