Still Sinning

Lyrics

[Intro] Narvaza on the beat Rah, it's BKay, you know She ain't on nothin', yeah? She tryna do a ratchet, she can't ever be me Let me tell you that, for real She ain't on job, let me tell you she ain't on bu-bush! [Verse: CB & C1NNA] Yo, been tryna score on these opps, been makin' progress, them man know this Left that chest wide open, done that drill for fun, didn't need provoking (gang) Smoke that punk and roll it, rolled up on that punk, domed him (bu-bush) Get rid of them like rodent, chest-shot and rip that top, Hulk Hogan (where they at?) Swing my blade, yucky, got my man with the spins, heard he ain't on piss Last time I rose that brucky more than one man got hit, lovely If he ain't dead I ain't leavin', trust me, gang do daily duppies (trust me) We treat this shit like a game, we crash that gauge then throw it to C like rugby If he ain't dead I won't leave that brudda (no, I won't), my ting proper He said he's got beef with the gang, I gripped my shank, like "Let's go mince this fucker" With or without it, man know, smoke man broad day, casual (norms') If it weren't me, it's Blacks that handles, close one eye and I strangle (bu-bush) Drove past feds that day, still smoked man, them man there, they know man (they know) Try know, fam, seen him on ITV, better get with the program (better get it) No-show, fam, my wife and kids won't see me do this (they won't) They know I'm really shooting, if I put on my boots, nobody's movin' Put on my boots, I'm in the field, I shoot for real, I'm a cat for riding Felt withdrawal symptoms when I weren't slidin', so I went there and bined him (let's go) Who's gonna shoot, me or C? Hope it's me, but we ain't decided Two in the dots, one for me, one for him, that's compromising One for me, one for bro, we got smoke, let them know (bu-bush) Stuffed that dotty like turkey, Santa Claus, I'm givin' them smoke (you know) Tour they block, ain't doin' no shows, talk on my name and them man know (they know) Show me a man that's badder than me over there, I'll jump off road Who's badder then me? Nobody (who?), oh, now you ain't got no bodies (nah) If it weren't me, it was gang, sorry, had him on ITV like [?] (Gaza) Big facts, double tap that wap, go "sk-du-du-baow" like Michael Dap' No comin' back, aim's on point, I'll light man's wig like Michael Jack' (baow) No way, Jose, he ain't comin' back (no way, no way), been havin' them runnin' laps Inhale, exhale, smoke man [?], only the shooters know it's that (brrr) Broad day, broad day, no foreplay, Cardi B 'cah how I speak on this wap Not them, it's us, skengs we trust, Northside billin' up packs on packs (bu-bush) Packs on packs, I ain't talkin' trappin', he got splashed with a passion (disgusting) He ran out of breath, didn't think I'd catch him, should've saw his reaction (hahaha) Devilish thoughts when I step 'round there, tryna end man's life when I step 'round there I'll do it for the guys, yeah, I've made that clear, sweets for the opps, can't say I don't share Can't say I don't share, sent corn and I left cob there Smoke man's mum, I don't care, ain't no rules and the game ain't fair (no, it ain't) Smoke man broad day, I was young with my gun in the hallway Been known for swinging it always, beat it bait, no dom, no foreplay (ying that, ying that) Bareback that wap or I flick my shank, I'll double tap, I'm fucking tapped Who's got packs? It's us, not them, the one's they got weren't gang, that's facts Why so rude? Hate these neeks, they lie on beef and rap on tunes (pussies) If we beef, I'm evil, smoke your mum, if not, I'm a different dude Different dude when I'm riding, bro said that I'm on demon timing (demon time) No speakin' when I'm riding, eyes open, try, no, I won't find him Show me how you get down, no migrane shank, when I squeeze this, get down Better hide your friends now, no, it ain't no prank (you know) Head, shoulders, don't do knees and toes, grab that wap and go (let's go), candles ain't the only thing that I blow (bu-bush) Where they all hiding? Knock on that door, wap in hand, let's see who's home (where they at?) Beef's been fryin', them man dyin', I ain't gotta say who's winnin', they know (Gaza)