Really Do Road

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Hold tight my 410 niggas, innit [Verse 1: Rjay] Ring-trap everyday, tell my young G buss' that draw And if you catch an opp lacking lil nigga don't talk, just bore Said they want war with the mandem, said they want war with the 4's (410, 410) Them niggas talk too much, like them niggas don't want war (Ka-boom, ka-boom) I used to be local, now I take hella trips for the money (For the money) Might down rap for the ambiance, might down lane for the sunny (For the sunny) Shit is not a joke, if I back out the ting; they're running (They're running) Young Rendo with the choo', tell my nigga, "Don't talk just bun him" (Ka-boom, ka-boom) And if you don't make P's on the road, my brother, you're a jokeman (You're a jokeman) And if you talk about beef on the roads, my young g assault man ('Sault, 'sault) Man'a got cash for days, and man'a got gyal on the lingo (Gyal on the lingo) Man'a just beat man gyal, man'a might have to beat man's ting bro But then it's back to the trap, flick packs, better know I got a whole load of them Breaking out tens Them boy, they're gems We can never be friends Like fuck your ends And fuck your friends It's ring, trap to the ends [Verse 2: Skengdo] Kick down doors and run up in house, roll with the robbers, it's mad (Bow) Hammers on deck, no face, no case like, darg, I ain't tryna get grabbed (No) Big dipper on me, I poke up a don who thinks he's bad (Dip, dip, dip) They try link up with the opps, now they're pissed they're beefing the 'dads Got things on things, it's mad Them boy, they dashing They don't want it from man (They don't want it from man, nah) They say it's the truth, but I've never seen man (But I've never seen no-one) Like AM will shake that can (Who?) Pressurise that, hear it go bang Just hear it go bang Your young boy's got that thing, he's taller than you but he's running from man (Dashing) Ten-toes stepping with a green ballie with a chef 'cause I do it with gang 0.8 in the Ben, only my niggas are seeing the grams (Ching) Claim that you're on me Well I beg you please stop running from man (Stop running, man) They had Young Ren, so certi' Don't want no beef, they're nerdy And they soon get smoked like Percy They talk about me Talk about me, best hashtag lurky Snap in the ends, big whips all swervy (Swerve) Mr roll with the rah I got a new ting 'cause the last was dirty [Verse 3: AM] I am the A, I am the M (AM) Free S9, got nicked for the skeng (Bow, bow) Eighteen years been out on the ten And if you try come everyting get dead Man got the worms Thought you should know When it gets hot, everyting must go (Hmm) Cats in the room but they want that snow Shutdown shop, everyone go home I don't wanna hear no chat Why you gonna lie like that Cah you got sent OT, then you got sent right back Every time I see them man I ain't trying to shake no hands I'm just gonna buss my gun and take those grams I ain't gotta say too much Man chat shit, get touched Came 'round there, came in a four-door truck When they see man, they cut They ain't on piss, niggas ain't got no guts Niggas shoulda went upsuh Now they affi run, now they affi run from us Now they affi run from us When are they gonna learn When I bring shots, they burn When I bring shots, they burn (Nah) Send a man home, you don't wanna see no worms (Nah) You don't wanna see no worms (Nuh-uh) Man best smile when you walk in the mains Spill man's juice all over the place More time I heard that you were lipsing a whore I'll put juice all over her face, ugh [Outro: Skengdo] Hah, it's mad 410 shit, yeah Fuck the opps, yeah Free S9, free Steggs, free FA Free all the fucking mandem Fuck the opps Gang