[Intro: Ko-Kane]
Still had a .38 in a wasteman's yard
Now it's buried in a bush
Still screaming keep it lowkey
Tizzy Gang
Opps Next Door
[Chorus: Merky ACE]
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door, don't say the word- whoa
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door, don't say the word drugs
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door, don't say the word drugs
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door, don't say the word- whoa
[Verse 1: Tre Mission]
Low, everyday low
Niggas move bait but they hesitate loads
When I die, generate souls
Enemies? I levitate those
I'm charged up, charged up, yes, but I never take yours
I just take the piss, I don't take talk
I took your link, now I'm billing like Blacka Da Don
Doing this money dance, nigga, this the cakewalk
You ain't even know it but I cracked the basin
Me and shawty out in Cali' 'bout to have relations
In a 'Telli in the road like it's graduation
Think of where I'm tryna go, looking at a star map
I could see the progress, no procrastination
You know your image ain't real, it's an animation
I could tell you if I used my imagination
Cut from a different cloth, not a fabrication
I never say the word drugs
[Chorus: Merky ACE]
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door, don't say the word- whoa
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door, don't say the word drugs
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door, don't say the word drugs
Barrel in the bush, yeah the ting dere parked
There, deya by the shrubs
Locking off yards, been locking off clubs
Better lock that door, don't say the word- whoa
[Verse 2: Jason Packs]
Walking on coal how I step on the fire
And turn on the tune, man, you gotta admire
Feds kick the trap door, run in gripping iron
I jump out the window like crib is on fire
Niggas is liars, not brown as they nigua
I fuck a bitch in between waps
Writers' block, I get between thots
Dirty shots up in the G-lock
I know some niggas want me shot
For Tre Mission back out racket and jacket at [?]
Stand at the stove with the pack out
They warm when the crack out, they smoke, they wan' tap out
My pockets is fat now from trapping, I'm racked out
Diss me? You won't hear no rap songs
Pull up with snipes, get my clap on but that be your last song
My clip is a talon, chase bands, get my trap on
In the trap house is where I wrote my last song
Balling like I'm on the hardwood
Nipping it up in the hardwood with shooters I forward
Trust me, I'm all good
Trap line be booming, it's off good
Trap line be booming, it's off good
[Outro: Ko-Kane & Tre Mission]
Hello?
Yeah, where's the bike?
Huh?
Up and down where?
When you catch them, smack them up
To who?
Yeah, when you get them, smack them up and take the bike off them
Huh?
Alright, cool, I'm gonna send it
Wait, stay on the phone, I'll read it out
075- wait
Yeah, yeah, yeah
075
Yeah
064
Yeah
288
Yeah
92
92
Yeah
Cool, if you buck him, yeah?
Make him drop you tonight
Cool, man, OK
What?
Huh?
Yeah, then tell him do that, fam
Tell him who the- who does he think he is taking the bike?
Wasteman
Tell him, fam
If he don't bring the bike back, it's peak
Cool, in a bit
Tre, there's a bike if you want it
Yeah
Coming now, if you come
OK
I ain't riding it, I ain't getting nicked again
Is that from Bermondsey?
You're tryna get nicked
