Every Year

Lyrics

[Intro] Back Liquez, HMP Thameside, isn't he? SJ, 67-fucking-4, 'low the tings set, yeah. Man's out on freeflow every day. Fuck the opps, man can't walk past me without holdin' suttin'. There's some man just here just slidin' that bag up. Get me, mad. Shout out all my niggas, free all the mandem ten times, you get me? Whole sorts of active shit, #NormalGang. Yeah yeah girl's in jail, man. Gang [Hook: Dimzy & LD] (Dimzy) You said that it's ammi That's not ammi That pack there come hard ash .44's mad .44 spins That shit sounds like a car crash On the main road with 20 my woes Had a big 12 gauge in my rucksack My young niggas drill, like Itch and Sizz 10 toes on the drive with a buckback (LD) And we're pulling up anywhere Letting off corn from everywhere You ain't gang, then you can't make a penny here New racks, new guns, that's every year And we're pulling up anywhere Letting off corn from everywhere You ain't gang, then you can't make a penny here New racks, new guns, that's every year [Verse 1: Dimzy] You said that its ammi That's not ammi That pack there come hard ash .44's mad .44 spins That shit sounds like a car crash Jump Out Gang We pulled up like, "where's all the opps? Where they fryin' at?" Corn got slapped Niggas try and run Now there's feds on the ends tryna dug man I'm tryna do music I'm tryna do bootings I'm tryna break down these two packs From kway back Man had poles pushed back to the Brix Man, boot that Now we pull up in trucks 3-litre dingers with spinners Now we pull up with pumps Don got left on the mains Like don got hit by a bus In skengs, we trust So I trust these things and stuff Fuck a driveby, mans never pullin' up Jump out like, "yo what's up?" (Whats good?) Then I go smoke a 3.5 to the lung Smoke in my lungs and smoke in my gun [Hook: Dimzy & LD] (Dimzy) You said that it's ammi That's not ammi That pack there come hard ash .44's mad .44 spins That shit sounds like a car crash On the main road with 20 my woes Had a big 12 gauge in my rucksack My young niggas drill, like Itch and Sizz 10 toes on the drive with a buckback (LD) And we're pulling up anywhere Letting off corn from everywhere You ain't gang, then you can't make a penny here New racks, new guns, that's every year And we're pulling up anywhere Letting off corn from everywhere You ain't gang, then you can't make a penny here New racks, new guns, that's every year [Verse 2: LD] Civilians or not, man's coming See bare man running Live corn in my gun Filled to the brim Peel live drumming All these oppers that's fucking with gang Only fucking with gang 'cause we real Fly birds and we make them bands And they know that my Sixties drill Drill 'em 'til a nigga stay still I don't rap 'cause I'm tryna get a deal FaceTime when I saw that opp And pedalled my bike right back to the Hill Can't swerve 'round here, man'll burst him T.O. got the phone lines twerking Cool grub get the young boys working If you feel he's a fed, don't serve him Feds lurk for the gang, it's all mad I switch up things, I ain't tryna get grabbed Just re'd up, now to mow this trap Two birds up, put my faith in this cap Nearly every week, man load up straps See us pulling up in any man's flat (Skrrr!) Three man down, one .44 bang [Hook: Dimzy & LD] (Dimzy) You said that it's ammi That's not ammi That pack there come hard ash .44's mad .44 spins That shit sounds like a car crash On the main road with 20 my woes Had a big 12 gauge in my rucksack My young niggas drill, like Itch and Sizz 10 toes on the drive with a buckback (LD) And we're pulling up anywhere Letting off corn from everywhere You ain't gang, then you can't make a penny here New racks, new guns, that's every year And we're pulling up anywhere Letting off corn from everywhere You ain't gang, then you can't make a penny here New racks, new guns, that's every year