[Intro: ST, Mental K, SJ]
Please don’t talk about Skengs or trap if you ain’t talking stacks of-
Grrrgh
Please don’t talk about wass or wap if you ain’t letting it—
[Chorus 1: Mental K & SJ]
And I just got some snap from Lucy’s coochie and a friend with a big booty (hookers)
You’re friend’s says I move so moody bouljie
I ain’t got time for groupies (allow me)
All of my *****s are bookie uzi (who?)
Popcaan unruly (grrrgh)
It’s peak I need me an susie uzi big man turn to a coochie (Ohhh Shit!)
[Chorus 2: Mental K & ST]
Please don’t talk about wass or waps if you ain’t letting it clap or stab (please)
Trap mash in the flats with the cats
But we ain’t dealing with the hope of the raps (trap mash)
Bro got shot that week but three got shot right back
(Brrgh, Pull up, Crash, Dash! Search and destroy it we love to attack, ha-ha)
[Verse 1: SJ]
Just got pics for my ting in OT
These times shе don’t know me (Hooker!)
Wapsy turn to a string vest
Man chеf man hashtag holy (get him!)
Yeah man’s been about since kway since when
No amount of man can show me (long time)
It was free Mental, free SJ eating mackerel, tuna, and coley I stepped out different (stepped out different)
Man’s head got bust like don’s got raise in his system (Fry-Yi)
Now we can’t reload and his line don’t ring
That’s a broke boy symptoms (Bruck!)
Me and M jumped out with the wap on his ones he ain’t need no assistance (grrhgh!)
ST’s in red but it’s off-white (drip!)
OPPs got caught at the red light (simps!)
Now we hopes that he sees two magpies (no luck!)
That ain’t getting to counter attack with this foul man live but he’s off size (grrhgh)
It’s free Conz everyday he’s patterned up so we know he is alright (free em!)
Shit the bro weren’t guilty tryna get a third off with some remand time (Fuck!)
[Chorus: Mental K & SJ]
And I just got some snap from Lucy’s coochie and a friend with a big booty (hookers)
You’re friend’s says I move so moody bouljie
I ain’t got time for groupies (allow me)
All of my *****s are bookie uzi (who?)
Popcaan unruly (grrrgh)
It’s peak I need me an susie uzi big man turn to a coochie (Ohhh Shit!)
[Chorus 2: Mental K & ST]
Please don’t talk about wass or waps if you ain’t letting it clap or stab (please)
Trap mash in the flats with the cats
But we ain’t dealing with the hope of the raps (trap mash)
Bro got shot that week but three got shot right back
(Brrgh, Pull up, Crash, Dash! Search and destroy it we love to attack, ha-ha)
[Verse 2: Mental K]
Arm Jakes had me with hands in the air like I was off-sight
Cause they know fully well that its on-sight
So they follow me online and offline (Huh?)
Getting chase by cockeye but I still got away with my glokknine (Neow) Virgil when I off-white VLT with the off white (Silent)
Tell a bad b get offline give uck to my name and I’m not nice (Plenty)
All I’m gonna do is beat and bounce show you that your not wife (Bounce!)
Free-flow settings with the lock knife
From the roads to the jail I done block life
Even though I had all the spinach in the world they still couldn’t popeye (Oh Shit!)
I been in the ride with SC, I been in the ride with ST, I was sitting jail with SJ , now I’m with Skepta in my SK’s, now I’ve been on ride on bikes and if you get caught that’s life
And if they caught that’s life (Huh?!)
Just got a snap free all the guys!
[Chorus: Mental K & SJ]
And I just got some snap from Lucy’s coochie and a friend with a big booty (hookers)
You’re friend’s says I move so moody bouljie
I ain’t got time for groupies (allow me)
All of my *****s are bookie uzi (who?)
Popcaan unruly (grrrgh)
It’s peak I need me an susie uzi big man turn to a coochie (Ohhh Shit!)
[Chorus 2: Mental K & ST]
Please don’t talk about wass or waps if you ain’t letting it clap or stab (please)
Trap mash in the flats with the cats
But we ain’t dealing with the hope of the raps (trap mash)
Bro got shot that week but three got shot right back
(Brrgh, Pull up, Crash, Dash! Search and destroy it we love to attack, ha-ha)
[Verse 3: ST]
Please don’t talk about Skengs or trap if you ain’t talking stacks or facts (Don’t do it)
Last time I stepped I was tryna hashtag
Left my phone but I was still double tap (Baow!)
I went live no Insta the opps didn’t like that picture (No!)
My last work was trending on Insta, BBC, Snapchat, Twitter (Gang!)
Real bad man from Tilson, not Tivoli with the Shower Posse (Bu-bush!)
If I hear you close range hit you with the 40. 100% I’m ma catch me a body
Came out of jail on violence ask trident man rise down on crime (Fuck It!)
This beef ain’t dead it’s frying we speaks facts how dear you chat lies (Gang!)
Free DRose bro done him up twice
Call that Deja-vu (Ha!)
If I get that drop on any of them youths you know where sliding through (Skrrt)
They know that I’m A-Team goons
Jump out then we’re drenching youths (Ching)
He got slapped at a different motive
Same ride out crew! (Baow!)
[Chorus: Mental K & SJ]
And I just got some snap from Lucy’s coochie and a friend with a big booty (hookers)
You’re friend’s says I move so moody bouljie
I ain’t got time for groupies (allow me)
All of my *****s are bookie uzi (who?)
Popcaan unruly (grrrgh)
It’s peak I need me an susie uzi big man turn to a coochie (Ohhh Shit!)
[Chorus 2: Mental K & ST]
Please don’t talk about wass or waps if you ain’t letting it clap or stab (please)
Trap mash in the flats with the cats
But we ain’t dealing with the hope of the raps (trap mash)
Bro got shot that week but three got shot right back
(Brrgh, Pull up, Crash, Dash! Search and destroy it we love to attack, ha-ha)
