WDYM

Lyrics

[Intro: Skengdo, JaySlapIt & AM] Sebzbeats, baby Scratch on the beat Mom, MoneyEvery is making beats again You wanna rock with me? We might just blow on the music But we might just smoke them neeks Still do road in my Nike Air Max Big dot-dot if a boy want chat Ice on my T like Lipton See, the pack come way too risky See, the pack come way too risky [Verse 1: Skengdo] What on earth do you mean? Aydee, he already got splashed Oboy is a fucking neek (Fuckin' neek) The fucking cheek (Cheek) I ain't ever seen don in the field But he wan' talk about me (Chatty) I heard it was you in the cab Bussin' red lights like twice in a week Anything green get what? Leave that to the Tottenham G's Sick and tired of the foolishness Like why they keep runnin' from me? (Why?) Baghdad (Baghdad) You ain't gang, can't come 'round me But I'm open to make this money Wanna make bands? Come fuck with me We might just blow in the music But we might just smoke them neeks (Baow) The life that we live is risky The Five-O wanna handle me See me 6 feet under Or behind them bars, it's peak You would think I'm Not3s with my lover But my lover puts man to sleep Shit then, fuck this, splash Fuck this shit then splash your g's I'm 410 Crashers, bro F block, or FB, 4T (Gang) Came with the most darg But you never did come for me (Never) Your shit didn't bang We came round with the big botty [Verse 2: JaySlapIt] Fed chase, could've lost a new wap But I know better than that Late nights just doin' up crash I really don't give a toss if you lack Either way, ain't me gettin' stabbed Still do road in my Nike Air Max Big dot-dot if a boy want chat Or the .32 spins, take off man's hat (Ayy) Fed chase, could've lost a new wap But I know better than that Late nights just doin' up crash I really don't give a toss if you lack Either way, ain't me gettin' stabbed Still do road in my Nike Air Max Big dot-dot if a boy want chat Talk about bootings, who have you shot? Just got hold of a pretty new dots (Uh) That's plenty corn for them opps Their block protected by cops Still get 'round broad day, no toss (Uh-uh) Who got smoked in Prince and who got cheffed at Twins? Let me not talk 'bout tints Like, how many been smashed in? Your olders hide in whips Runnin' red lights, where's all them sticks? Kuku what? Ayy, Loose done ran with his bitch Pressed off three, but nothin' got hit Aim on fleek, ayy Aim on fleek so I can't miss [Verse 3: AM] True, I got twin tings like Marcus Ice on my T like Lipton See the pack come way too risky Same colour as Homer Simpson Or two 25, it's 50 Big bro crash corn at a distance See, the odds like 40/60 It was two two corn so he missed him (Damn) Oboy's broke and he ain't on piss So he says my name, tryna gain some rep' (Dickhead) You don't wanna spend some nights in the trap That's the third place Aydee got cheffed Bellz in the gym tryna gain some strength Niggas just dashed so he shoulda done legs You dumb bitch, are you not tryna gain some bread? If you know Tin then you must know Ratt Then you must know Skeng, then you must know me If you know me, then you know GD Then you must know Nine then you must know T, S (Gang) Slickz and you must know OD Armz and you must know BT Rendz and Y.AM I was with KCrash, how about that? Hammer on deck Who's carrying shanks? Bally on my face, like I'm runnin' in banks Serve to the cats, they don't know about Frank Brixton Baghdad Bully Finna walk around in a hoodie Phone GD, whats goodie? Finna get food in Wooly Food for the cats that's Iams If AM, who I am Back my shank 'cause I am sick of the opps dem lying (Dududu, uh, Mally) Sick of the opps dem lying (Mm)