12 Anti Plugged In Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro] LS Beats Shout out Fumez the Engineer The Antis are plugged in Free the A's It ain't that way, it's A-way [Verse 1: Box12] If I hop out the 4x4 with Bugsy, watch everyone scatter Your bro caught a case for the hammer But it's still ongoing, we don't speak on the matter Man still united like Mata Yo bro got got, tried retire like Kaká Mitch didn't star from my chef That hacker be a wets man's deep in the pasa I still been takin' a scurge and swervin' And if I see the D's, man boogie I'm an IC3, they don't let man free Cah they think I'm the man in the hoodie Three times, been bagged for my jookie NFA say I try push it in a pussy I pay a few bills for the ding dong back Then I went and took the risk on a pushy [Verse 2: F Dot] Don't risk your life tryna chase some clout They were cool back then and not now You don't wanna get chinged for running your mouth I'm on job and my bros can vouch How many's been got? I don't know, I've lost count Hold on, who's that? Chinger out Dismount that bike if it's one of them clowns Anytime, any day, I'm down If a drop get given, I'm cutting that ribbon I'm first on the scene, tryna claim that point This whip ain't skiddin', we're parkin' it up If they ain't seen us, we ain't screamin' out, "Oi" We're gettin' up close to the paigons Know that the things we brandish are real, not toys Like David Moyes, they cannot manage So they ran off, they don't have much choice [Verse 3: Bankroll] I'm a Bush Block t'ug, I beg a man be easy You can get cheffed in your face like Crazy Or up in your neck like uh And I won't be chased that's neeky I'm sure the opps know man's way too greazy Like word of advice, don't beef me Likkleman you can end up on TV On the opp block, course I'm crashin' it Skrr and skid in the whip like Hamilton That gyal got a back, I'm grabbin' it End of the night, niggas know I'm smashin' it I'll pull out and cum on her chest There's no way I'm gettin' trapped by a sket And I Anti bop on anyone's block You know we're the diligent set Swing my shank and I tear up flesh [Verse 4: Box12] Ayo broski, ayo, who's that? You see em', ayy blud, stare back I was standin' on Uxbridge road The same way Roddy was standin' down Fairfax War, who try declare that? You see when I spit bro, bare facts I shake that room, ayy little bro pop that smoke Stand up and just air that [Verse 5: F Dot] Look, fill up the mash with lead With a wap, I'll aim for your head Skum tripped up and try play dead That didn't stop man, he still got fed I can't lie, I can't ride, no ped So I'm on the back instead With my shank all red, guess who just bled This beef can never be dead [Verse 6: Bankroll] They wanna talk about golden boots And not mention me then it must be bogus Lat time that I purged on your block, who got shot? It was one of your olders Now that was assisted still, an assisted drill My dargs from Golbourne Skrr in the dingers, they're stolen With the dot-dot or the spins, we're rollin' [Outro] Fumez the Engineer