[Intro: Police Responder & BusyGrr]
Units heading up to the Code-Three chase, suspect was last recorded southbound
They're not gonna get back
They're gonna come— and slap
They're gonna come— and slap
[Chorus: BusyGrr]
I'm watching Match of the Day on Twitter
—fast but— quicker
See what's happening in—, anyone standing over there get ripped up
Ambulance gotta go pick up
Rambos, always gotta stay tucked
Jump out bait or creep up
Just add that K & you'll see us
I'm watching Match of the Day on Twitter
—fast but— quicker
See what's happening in—, anyone standing over there get ripped up
Ambulance gotta go pick up
Rambos, always gotta stay tucked (Always)
Jump out bait or creep up (Shh)
Just add that K and you'll see us
[Verse 1: SkStillServin]
My block's hot 'cah it's filled with steppеrs
We swing wetters or fill up Bеrettas
Give it to A, he'll show man tekkers
Like day, man did it with bro like Jedward
This Givenchy ain't capital letters
My new habibti got my ex ting jealous
She said, "Why you always saying celebrity juice?"
'Cause I been tryna score me a headers
Put one hand in the air like Hitler
Pull the trigger, put him in rizzla
Air it, tryna get the pick of the litter
She said that them man real, but SK's realer
Bridge got burnt had to crop that picture
Bells too big gotta file that thinner
Bro's Somali, he ain't chewing Khat
Just to get high he's smoking Ninja
Sorry, if I'm offending but I'm onto your guy, can you go fetch him?
Give me that drop and I'm attending
Get up close and behead him
I was in jail banged up, reflecting
No sunlight; killing my complexion
Tell me your main keep pretending
Like I didn't have her back bounce an' bending
[Verse 2: BusyGrr]
Put it in drive, L'z got the bine
S came home jumped straight in a glide
Me and M in the back now H in the glide
Could get peak, some serious guys
They used to give me verbal all the time
Till I got their top scorer on my knife
Go check my tune last year, it's on sight
Right now I'm on a opp block and I'm live
[Verse 3: E1]
It's a miracle nobodies dead but we just put the Enfield yutes to the test
(Suttin' just got cheffed, suttin' just got cheffed)
Is it confirmed? He's telling me, "Yes"
I'm looking at the CCTV impressed cah I see about ten-man cutting from—?
Then I watched S'Kizz jus' drop his machet's but he still got Spider right in his head (Wet 'im up)
Poppin' em' doors, poppin' em' doors
Martin all confused, Kilroy ran—didn't know what to do
Tell Sydney, I don't wanna hear no tunes
B-Road's a set with some serious goons
Its a Edmonton Green, not Edmonton Blue (Anything Grrrr)
I kept checking the news till it got confirmed that gang got two
[Chorus: BusyGrr]
I'm watching Match of the Day on Twitter
—fast but— quicker
See what's happening in—, anyone standing over there get ripped up
Ambulance gotta go pick up
Rambos, always gotta stay tucked
Jump out bait or creep up
Just add that K & you'll see us
I'm watching Match of the Day on Twitter
—fast but— quicker
See what's happening in—, anyone standing over there get ripped up
Ambulance gotta go pick up
Rambos, always gotta stay tucked
Jump out bait or creep up
Just add that K & you'll see us
[Verse 4: Mulli]
Got a drop, everything's on pause
We jump in a dinger, let's talk; do more
"Stay for the friend" weren't even a thought
When the doors got popped, they all ran from the sword
Bally to the brim, left hand on the door
If it goes right then he's meeting the lord
Get ran by the car when you fall to the floor
Gonna know how it feels to get fed by four
Switch them plates and blacked-out attire
Straight to the A, really crossed them borders
Jump out the heat, they all know it's the niners
You can ask Ace, little man's been tortured
Hammer to his face but the ting didn't beat (Agh)
It really had the mandem stressing
Till we pulled up and got three in a week
That was two in a day, third one was peak
(Got the receipts)
[Outro: Police Responder & BusyGrr]
Units heading up to the Code-Three chase
Rappers and drug dealers
Gangsters and gun squeezers
Ask them man 'bout the nine-millimeter
They know that shots get beat like Malika
Rappers and drug dealers
Gangsters and gun squealers
Ask them man 'bout the nine-millimeter
They know that shots get beat like Malika
