[Intro: A Miz, T1, Costa]
\nPull up on your turf see bare blood drip
\nTryna spill blood no crip
\nFully In love with this Whisky Shit...
\nTT's Price, see shush on the woosh might tun with live
\nWe buck in to opps and they screaming why?
\nKick Kick Kick, silly boy pull up to your strip
\nIf you see me on your block
\nThen I'm probably with Triggz
\nShe said she wanna throw her T's up and take pic
\nThe risk that I took for the papes
\nUp late
\nYou could never tell a man about struggling or pain
\n
\n[Verse 1: A Miz]
\nReal young nigga tryna fly birds
\nBad's B throw there T's up with there tight skirts
\nIf we turn up that's a man down
\nHear the silence?
\nWhos really gonna ride first?
\nEducated stay qualified no knife works
\nTT that's trap or terror
\nYou can't lack, man you should of known better
\nGrinding were tryna get our bread up
\nStill leave hideous holes in sweaters
\nT house, no krave, peng corn flakes, kellogs
\nJail house live another cuts and kettles
\n3 V, gun man real rebel
\nWill the beef with the T get settled?
\nWill the beef with the S get handled
\n10 toes with the dots, works manual
\nBuck in to opps, raindrops just strangles
\nStack, Stack maintain for the annual
\n27 inch from my waist to my ankles
\nJack, bare man sons turn samuels
\nDotty come long don't think you can handle
\nAsk Cinderella cos he left one sandal
\nDickhead
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\n[Hook: A Miz, T1 & Costa]
\nPull up on your turf see bare blood drip
\nStainless remains on hip
\nTryna spill blood no crip
\nFully in love with this whisky shit
\nCandice 44 Phineas dream
\nDeals on deals with the TT's price
\nShush with the whoosh might turn up with live
\nWe buck in to opps and they screaming why?
\nSammy sword but the dot dot kick kick kick
\nSilly boy pull up to your strip
\nIf you see me on your block
\nThen I'm probably with Triggz
\nAnd baby girl loving the whisky
\nSaid she wanna throw her T's up and take pic
\nNever show a bitch my blade
\nInsane
\nAll the risk that I took for the Papes
\nUp late, You could never tell a man about struggling or pain
\n
\n[Verse 2: T1]
\nI remember on the opp block meddling
\nCross out the rammy master had the pever ting
\nSever him, sick no medicine
\nBunny hop there, tryna bless him
\nLike a reverend
\nAnd man wan talk about Uni
\nExcuse me?
\nI'm UC bro are you fucking dumb
\nLike I don't risk it all, when I'm riding, gliding
\nPull up on a uncles son
\nTerrorise them blocks, terrorise them streets
\nYoung g's too sav, turn a man 6ft
\n5ft4 babe with her back on me
\nBaby girl in 04 said she feel it in her spleen
\nSay she feel it in head, and its appealing
\nThe reason, she open up her mouth when I'm skeeting
\nShes sleeping, now I'm doing toes tryna leave it
\nHeart break kid, baby girl I really mean it
\nThey don't wanna see TT lurk
\nDouble ramma, had it twinning in my shirt
\nSenorita want a t's and flirt
\n2 T's on a lurk tryna leave a nigga hurt
\nAnd when were going on a ride straight silence
\nMummy needs me so I'm coming straight from the trident
\nPrices, I get you what you want for the nicest
\nBack out the ting, rise it up and then nice him
\nBaby girl said my lifestyle's dangerous
\nFucking up faces, waking up neighbours
\nTen toes on the strip that's pavement
\nBuck in to opps give them more then a shaving
\nFucksake I gotta beat these cases
\nImmigrant flex still need them papers
\nAnd baby girl really bad, really wan take dad
\nI really put my whole set where her face is
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\n[Hook: A Miz, T1 & Costa]
\nPull up on your turf see bare blood drip
\nStainless remains on hip
\nTryna spill blood no crip
\nFully in love with this whisky shit
\nCandice 44 Phineas dream
\nDeals on deals with the TT's price
\nShush with the whoosh might turn up with live
\nWe buck in to opps and they screaming why?
\nSammy sword but the dot dot kick kick kick
\nSilly boy pull up to your strip
\nIf you see me on your block
\nThen I'm probably with Triggz
\nAnd baby girl loving the whisky
\nSaid she wanna throw her T's up and take pic
\nNever show a bitch my blade
\nInsane
\nAll the risk that I took for the Papes
\nUp late, You could never tell a man about struggling or pain
\n
\n[Verse 3: Costa]
\nGot the drop on me can assure that's invalid
\nHow many times did I score upfront
\nThen defended my block like Matic
\nAnd they ask us why we so foul
\nNuff childs that I've sent for the landing
\n3 Crash soon home, 3 C, 3 Bo
\n3 My niggas in the shoot for the randoms
\nAnd I still make it twist and turn on your friends
\nI'm the foulest dude on the block
\nNo words, tryna turn man Ben
\nT1 hot step with the thing on his hip
\nBack it out watch it push and jet
\nIf the tings not live then its back to the 9 zone
\nThis time were chinging in necks
\nThey say Cost too violent, trident spin it all day
\nBut ain't touching mans flesh
\nBelieve in guns no muscle
\nBlack gloves and mask like Zoro
\nCaramel wan kiss and cuddle
\nBut I'm out in the field tryna spleege mans bubble
\n3 V, locked up in the can
\nNo troubling plans Cos we're still in a hustle
\nBlack blade penetrate them brains
\nChuck- Chucky mans face leave pricks in a puddle
\nIf you see us in the field that's vex
\nBruck back with incredible teck
\n4 doors with a whole full of men
\nIf we see them, we drill them then we skeet off the benz
\nStrike first with a lethal defence
\nLike 3 but it jams suck cheek off a skeng
\nNation, most medieval of men
\nBaby girl want love but I'm seeking for gems
\n
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\n[Hook: A Miz, T1 & Costa] x2
\nPull up on your turf see bare blood drip
\nStainless remains on hip
\nTryna spill blood no crip
\nFully in love with this whisky shit
\nCandice 44 Phineas dream
\nDeals on deals with the TT's price
\nShush with the whoosh might turn up with live
\nWe buck in to opps and they screaming why?
\nSammy sword but the dot dot kick kick kick
\nSilly boy pull up to your strip
\nIf you see me on your block
\nThen I'm probably with Triggz
\nAnd baby girl loving the whisky
\nSaid she wanna throw her T's up and take pic
\nNever show a bitch my blade
\nInsane
\nAll the risk that I took for the Papes
\nUp late, You could never tell a man about struggling or pain\n\n
