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[Chorus: Akz, Shambo N15 & Double Lz] Let's go on a glide (Boy), it's like nine outside, bro hit him in his ****, died outside (Baow, baow) Two and a whoosh, let's slide with kush and make sure somethin' gets fried outside Gang do drills and we do drills proper (Grrt) Don't lack at your local wha'? (Don't lack), don't lack at your local shopa You can hold two from this bopper (Yo, bap) [Verse 1: Double Lz & Akz] Lil' nigga chat loads, might ching your backbone, he might drill a bando, come we get the fans more Got a call from my bro in the bin (Yo), we ain't spoke in a sec', I didn't know it was him (Woo) When the sun's out, guns out, rise at the heat Yo, bro, watch me jump out, bine up a knee (Boom, baow) She a freak of the week tryna wine up with me Man walk with the mop, I ain't clеanin' up (Ayy) [Verse 2: Akz] Went over therе and squeezed it (Lean), beat it Just copped some dinger with Kash 'cah we wanna put man in the ceilin' We're two against nine and the gang's still breathin' (Haha) Get back gang, definition of bleedin' (Boy) Dice man up, like I'm puttin' on seasonin' (Wet it) New plates poppin' on olders for no reason (What the fuck?), what's the reason? [Verse 3: Shambo N15] How many man's been put in a spliff (How many?) And how many man's been put in a Rizla? (Grrt) **** got done with a ching and **** got done with a— (Bap) Don't get close, I'll blow off your head He was flaggin' off green, so he got left red Cock a shotgun, this hand ting seasoned, give her a clean and rev up the 'ped (Do it now) [Verse 4: Double Lz & Akz] Got a baddie from 0121 (Yo), old ones, new ones, gold one, blue one On go or they're flyin' out cute ones Fly out the four-door and boom one (Woo) I told man to follow their instincts (Yo) My bro got spotted on the CCTV (Free him), he ain't comin' home till 2033 Cock that back, make him spin like CD (Ayy) [Verse 5: Akz & Shambo N15] Bare girls wan' skin out their self for the Farm boy What you mean you got too much rappers? Multiple guns that will lick out your rass, boy (Haha) Who the fuck is ****? I don't even know for this **** (Fuckin' hell) Went over there with no chings, but he still put man in the archive Fuck my man, my man's [?] (Yo) [Verse 6: Shambo & Double Lz] Grab me a nine and fling it on scales or grab me a .9, these charge these bells (Bap, bap) I don't care about expensive drip, I'll drown mans drip in front of these girls We did a get back for your L, who else? Gang make **** **** Grrt, baow, fill your car with shells Real life, not a fairy tale (Yo) [Verse 7: Double Lz] I can talk 'bout a guy that I caught on-sight, on sight then I wet him to bits (Dip that, dip that) Next guy that I caught try jet in his whip then the guy after that, I try take off his wig (Woo) Spin it back 'round, gang bring the wap out (Skrrt) is he gonna back down or run with his fellas? Show them these feathers, an enemy deaded, don't lack in this beef, it's a pet when we set it [Chorus: Akz & Shambo N15] Let's go on a glide (Boy), it's like nine outside, bro hit him in his ****, died outside (Baow, baow) Two and a whoosh, let's slide with kush and make sure somethin' gets fried outside Gang do drills and we do drills proper (Grrt) Don't lack at your local wha'? (Don't lack), don't lack at your local shopa You can hold two from this bopper (Bap, bap)