[Intro]
P
Guess who's back?
Ghosty
Oh shit, Hitsquad baby
Know what it is
P
[Verse 1]
I'm a hot topic
Gyally just touched my pocket, bulgy, now she wan' ask bout shopping
Wait, stop it, I just bend her over and chop it
Bro's upsuh, he was talking 'bout profits, I was locked up on losses
Hitsquad still doing up pavement (oh shit)
Put man in a zoot, bro-bro just rolled up and blazed him
Known Zoo, too, and we're known for them shavings
If I'm low and I need to get P's in, Liam Neeson, man get taken (oh shit)
Done said we own a hit list, Jehovah's Witness looking for paigons
And in jail I put olders on their arse
Now that I'm back I hope that I last cah I just wanna go blast, bang
When we roll in those cars, you know there's only one task
Can I put someone's bro in the past? (Come on)
You know we're rolling with ours
Hitsquad, they want me dead, they want me in prison
True say I'm a problem, they want me gone, they don't want me drilling
I was in jail wearing polyester, now I'm in cotton or linen
Might be a tracksuit, beat down buggs and gloves, Hitsquad some villains (woof)
I'm on job, I put work in, you ain't on job, yeah, redundant
I told broski I'm back, throw me a wap with corn in abundance
B-M-T, no nonsense, I S-T-A-B, leave punctures (ching)
Then go back to the zoo, strap up a zoot, smoke that off my conscience
Let me just sip this drink
Cah they rap about P, he was begging me please when that prick got chinged (what)
Next time you talk shit, just think, "do I wanna get soaked like a kitchen sink?" (really)
Or smoked like I smoke this amber, while I wrap up the grizz in cling
I make man do breastroke, wet, wet, you can sink or swim
I don't need a hundred thousand views, I got smoke and dough (dope)
Deep thoughts when I'm smoking dope, I don't wanna eat another bowl of oats
So, I gotta duck these feds but I'm still out 'ere tryna soak mans coat
They're looking that Max ain't around cah he just put shanks in a jokemans throat
Stepping right, I accessorise with that weapon (ching)
Get it right or get peppered, or I sever guys with that metal knife in a second (oh shit)
Jeopardise, better recognise this is Peckham
Getting high with my breddars or I'm wetting guys on the feckin ride with them leathers (Hitsquad)
I just bill up a zoot and tell Fredro "hit up the chip shop"
Ching up the yute, niggas know me, I'm that big dog
Gyally all calling me boo, she all over me for a picture (come on)
Fuck the guys in blue, yeah, I'm back, I know that they pissed off
PS, I'm a menace
They hate me now, I know they wan' take me out like Paddy McGuinness
I got loads of weapons, roll with the biggest cah I'm not the biggest
I done loads of cheffings, roll with the drillers, ask bro If I did 'em (Trust em)
Hit the trap, bake off like Mary Berry cah I wanna make cake
Ain't no apps on this brick phone, so I gotta play snake
Lately I do not listen to drill if it ain't one of my mates (trust)
Cah all them rappers are fake, 016 plates, started riding out late, my name hold weight
How can I go broke? I just run up in houses (how)
Cah I wanna see thousands, hit the strip with one in my trousers
Ask man in the can, I'm good with my hands, niggas know that I'm 'bout it (oh shit)
Chinged your bro, he was shouting, how many times? I don't know, I weren't couting
I know you heard that I'm back (oh shit, oh shit)
Pecknarm, Pecknizzy, you know we rolling all black
Bill up a zoot then rass it, rahtid, know your bro's in that pack (pack man)
Gyally on me, jeet, know she throwing that back
More dough, more cash, I'm back
