[Intro]
(Bruskiii Ky)
[Chorus: Tugz, KO, & Jimmy]
Bro said violate now cah the machine big and it's way too lengthy
Gucci bag couldn't fit this mash, big man weight like low all the Jeckry
Bro said he got spots fill up hand tings, place for the dots, it's a bit of a cry
Times no waps, we was flicking out knives
Psycho bro on the back of the bike
Bro said we need more sweets for the ting cah it's almost empty and outside's tekky
If he buck gang, it's messy
Then you hear sirens and hellis
[Verse 1: Tugz]
Hella opp town trips with a bad bitch, she don't even know she a deal with badman
Step in the shoobz, scream, "Gang-gang", bounce it, and bark it off, are you mad, fam?
Brown girl on to me, said I don't give her time or show her no attention, wait
She don't know man section traps with the fork and I won the election
Jordan ones on my feet, boy better know these ain't no average steppers
And I can't be asked with the Pyrex wrap, by now, man, they know I got tekkers
How many times did I blend it on shared tires country lepping?
Now my young boy fling it in rides countless times just to get this bread in
Bro-bro moving all stressed, man, he wan' drop the stick in a lady's whip
And I gotta go Small Heath ends if I warn find out who persuasion is
Work-work, raven bitch
She flying out packs to country and if she hear this, she won't take this risk
Brick from bang, had to dash this civ
[Verse 2: KO]
Press play on opps, no pausing
Bro rolls his arm and claps up opps, he comes back to the block, I applaud him
See him and set it, no talking
Don't leg it if giving a warning
Youngers shoot on my call like Jordan
Undies knew cah they all informing
Basic in between four corners
Niggas on the wing smoke opps and wardens
Buying it, still on it, tour it
Roll up and boot it, we bore dem
Both flingers and midgets are foreign
Both crash it and cruising, stout him, won't have him later, so we doing it now
I get bagged, I don't move my mouth
When it's peak, I'm staying silent, what he do to say my doubt
Young boys in love with the riding, 98, that's a violent crowd
Tell him don't use it all when you find them, he starts firing and losing count
Tired making courts to get binding, it's a must, not a reload down
[Verse 3: Jimmy]
I stay patterned in ends, I can't leave my shaves
Feds on my neck 'cause I caught another case, fucks sake, I should be ashamed
Bro bust the ride three times today, I hope they don't plot my plate
And if the opps come our way, wait, hold on, let me not say
And my flow rings off like a snoozed alarm
Got love for the gang, I play my part
Bro land a stain, I'ma take that charge
Make it, park it, and find my yard
Jakes flagged my car for them firearms
But when they searched, there's nothing in the car
I might just bake with this jawn
Outside's hot, I just can't be arsed
98s in the dance
Got gyals shaking arse
My bro over there with a gunman stance
Gunman step, best mind this crep
Expensive step when I lace my crep
Me plus a T, that's a box in zedds
And now Chris is on my neck 'cause I told him nine and it's half past ten
[Chorus: Tugz, KO, & Jimmy]
Bro said violate now cah the machine big and it's way too lengthy
Gucci bag couldn't fit this mash, big man weight like low all the Jeckry
Bro said he got spots fill up hand tings, place for the dots, it's a bit of a cry
Times no waps, we was flicking out knives
Psycho bro on the back of the bike
Bro said we need more sweets for the ting cah it's almost empty and outside's tekky
If he buck gang, it's messy
Then you hear sirens and hellis
[Outro: Tugz, KO, Jimmy]
Bro said violate now cah the machine big and it's way too lengthy
Bro said he got spots fill up hand tings, place for the dots, it's a bit of a cry
Bro said we need more sweets for the ting cah it's almost empty and outside's tekky
