[Intro]
Yeah, 4's up
Tel Money, Manor House
Get me? RIP Rev, RIP Ric, gone but not forgetten
You get me? Gang shit
Aye..
(OMH baby, money hungry, ahaha.. Home of the savages)
[Verse 1]
Guns out if I get cross, I try on-sight man at restaurants (I did)
That one time, on the other side, had the pumpy swinging like dread-locs' (Mad)
Headshots, no leg shots, bust guns, apply pressure (Bow)
My ami' eat the whole pepper, tryna shut it down like Skepta (Mad)
Had the nine bar in the T house, and I stampеd on it like letter's (Stamp)
Had to consign in thе B drought, had to stretch the pack to make extra (Stretch)
Middle man, Iniesta, good aim, but Stone better (Bow)
When I grip that, I use leathers (Yeah)
I never kiss and tell, I know better (Nah)
Got a sawn off, and from close range, that's your head gone, the ting lethal (Wha-?)
Long time, I was locked up, can't dodge cops, fuck recall (Bow)
Circle round for your people, they ain't out 'ere, we can't see you (Nah)
Big sticks, they unpredict, if they roll up, we flip the script (Flip the script)
Back my wand, do a magic trick (Bow), if I beat shots, they're vanishing (Mad)
Fence, they hop when we lurk on their block, I been in the trap where we bruck' down rocks
Break it in pebs, fuck up the ends, I won't settle for nine out of ten
I don't just trap, I don't just rap, out HMP, elbow, got wrapped
I get them packs, I know how trap, I take an L, and I make it back
Doing up bando, getting in cash, I'm up early, I can't relax (Nah)
[Chorus]
Sleep in the bando, getting in cash, bangers and mash (Bangers and mash)
Been in the trap, I don't kick-back, I'm banging out mash (and I'm banging out mash)
I been on the drill, can't tell me 'bout Ford, try leave man brass (Try leave man brass)
You ain't banging and mashing, I'm a real banger and I speak 'bout action
Sleep in the bando, getting in cash, bangers and mash (Bangers and mash)
Been in the trap, I don't kick-back, I'm banging out mash (and I'm banging out mash)
I been on the drill, can't tell me 'bout Ford, try leave man brass (Try leave man brass)
You ain't banging and mashing, I'm a real banger and I speak 'bout action
[Verse 2]
TT cats OD, I went and gone made me a new spot (I did)
Phone line jerk like chickens, flying out birds when I re-up (Brr, brr)
Old school days, I was out here, doing up cunch' in my Reebok's (Mad)
Now, I'm scraping the dust off the pot, hit it with the water, watch it re-rock (Whip it, whip it)
I tell the opps "them pull up", big straps that go boodem'
Like BBC, adding sugar, got an apprentice with that jooker (Ching, ching)
You didn't back your boy, you ain't look up
Had the .38 spinnin' like booka' (Booka did)
Bang and mash where my hood is, when I was locked up, it was boring (Boring)
Land road, back to action, when we on the field, I'm the captain (I am)
Click-clack, they get dashing, bang, bang, when I'm clapping (Duck, boom)
When I leave the scene, I might vanish, when I'm wippin' up, I use magic (Whip, whip)
Don't call me bro if you won't back it (Nah), if you don't get involved, I can't manage
Stay in the yard, where your dad is, it ain't safe here, no lackin' (Find your yard)
Corn gon' fly like Aladin (Boom), if you ain't ducking out, you can have it
Savage, mashing, now you gotta panic, mummy on news channel's looking all saddish (Mad)
Bang it, mash it, got six shots in the spinner, scene all tragic (Tragic)
Everyone squeezing, he ain't no hazard, ST lean out the ride and whack him
Back the pole out with passion (Boom), gang hopping out of the wagon
Holding fire like a dragon, if I let it go, it's a mazza'
Click-clack and they scatter, short arm, got eight in his back like Mata
Man getting up in the morning, twenty missed calls, what's this bullshit? (Wha-?)
And don't lie 'bout your trapline kick (It doesn't), no shorts and I don't do tics (Nah)
Straight TT, ain't no mix (Yeah), I tell the worker you're dead if you snitch (You're dead)
I risk my freedom for it, whip, whip, like I'm remixing it (Whip, whip, nah)
[Chorus]
Sleep in the bando, getting in cash, bangers and mash (Bangers and mash)
Been in the trap, I don't kick-back, I'm banging out mash (and I'm banging out mash)
I been on the drill, can't tell me 'bout Ford, try leave man brass (Try leave man brass)
You ain't banging and mashing, I'm a real banger and I speak 'bout action
Sleep in the bando, getting in cash, bangers and mash (Bangers and mash)
Been in the trap, I don't kick-back, I'm banging out mash (and I'm banging out mash)
I been on the drill, can't tell me 'bout Ford, try leave man brass (Try leave man brass)
You ain't banging and mashing, I'm a real banger and I speak 'bout action
[Outro: St.Sav]
Free the mandem, RIP Ric, RIP Rev
You get me? 416, you get me?
Ah, ah, ah, ah
(Fumez the Engineer)
