[Chorus]
Anything A get turnt to a target (Real life)
He sounds bad in tracks, real life, he was runnin' in shops with Martin
One had heart, he got ripped up regardless (Where they goin'?)
It's mad how KRoy is the fastest (Oof)
I know little man from way back, I'm showin' the mandem he's basically harmless
Spider got bored and remanded
[Verse 1]
My girl stays vexed 'cause she thinks that I'm cheatin'
She don't know if one of them slips, then doors get popped and it's God that he's meetin'
They lie too much, I think they're battlin' demons
I showed bro we just scored on a gem, one after the other, he couldn't believe it (Couldn't believe it)
He needs medical treatment, the bodily harm was grievous
Four man deep when tourin' estates
Played the cards we were dealt, that's how we got Ace
The first time, got away
Next time, no way (No way)
We crept and crept and ruined his day (Yeah)
Double A missed out on the party, now he wants to go purge out on the Lane
As for the ends, nobody's safe (No one)
But we know who we're after, chillin' with him might just get you blazed (Bap, bap)
We won't readjust our aim
When we shoot at crowds, don't get hit by mistake
I learned from my bro how I'm till late
And it don't make sense if I don't get paid (It don't)
Put sixty-nine grams into point nines, so don't ask if my fingers ache (Don't ask)
She won't leave, keep talk 'bout soul ties
Get my rambo bleached, no way I can't throw mine (No way)
Confident when I swing mine
I know my ting, I bored up a grown guy (Yeah)
Double M still nag about TikToks
I'm on the opp block, tryna tape this off
He's got PTSD from the mandem (Deffo)
He can't park up on a backroad
That's how we pull up late night, try slap him (Bap, bap)
[Chorus]
Anything A get turnt to a target
He sounds bad in tracks, real life, he was runnin' in shops with Martin
One had heart, he got ripped up regardless
It's mad how KRoy is the fastest
I know little man from way back, I'm showin' the mandem he's basically harmless
Spider got bored and remanded (Free 'em up)
[Verse 2]
We're all still waitin'
Who has Jango shaven? (Who?)
Spider got bored, they lied, and his friends ran, how could I rate them? (How?)
We still put food on scales and weight it (Don't do it)
Get a drop, should we ching or spray it? (Which one?)
I can tell you 'bout the things that you don't know, he would've been dead, but the mash weren't pressin'
So the sim don't block twenty sales that I'm textin'
For my blood, spill block, no question (Don't doubt)
Hoppin' in dingers with evel intentions
They cone take snaps to impress their bredrins
She wanna know my relationship status
I wanna which block that they bake in (Which one?)
They're trollin' 'cause IV's vacant
My bro got shots there, he never see paigons
If he could, he would dead it (Mm-mm)
But it's up and it's stuck
Four man up, all rambos wet
And they're tryna convinve me, he got touch once (Yeah, yeah)
Three's down, get rubbed if it's up
You think it's a game till you're stuck in the mud
They hide, we seek, it's gettin' all long
Got my yardie one tellin' me I'm too 'nough
I hear it, but it won't stop till they're gone
[Chorus]
Anything A get turnt to a target
He sounds bad in tracks, real life, he was runnin' in shops with Martin
One had heart, he got ripped up regardless
It's mad how KRoy is the fastest
I know little man from way back, I'm showin' the mandem he's basically harmless
Spider got bored and remanded (Free 'em up)
