#98 Stally x Maza x Billy Billions x DA x Fumez the Engineer - Plugged In Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro: V9] Diligence X10 Grrr, bow Some 98 shit, some Tally shit Ay, Cee, tell 'em baby Plugged In with Fumez, 98 crew Slatt, lemonade R14 Mmm, ayy come 'ere [Verse 1: Stally & V9] 98, that's my fucking number Clip long like cucumber Make it rain, beat off that thunder Get chinged out your fucking jumper Rideouts daily, we live in the field Glide with the stainless steel This wap ain't fake, it's real I feed man bine, watch your boy get peeled Active crasher, peek when I pop up Swing my sword with mans top up Anything I do, I do it for the blocka When we sliding yeah we suit up proper Chase a man down, let it beat (Ayy come here), gotcha Unlimited shells for a opper Smell the gunpowder when I slap this wapper [Verse 2: Mazza] Mazza, I don't know how it got to this I'm deep and really gonna rock this quick Ain't got a problem copping sticks Need more gyal to lock this shit Chilling in the crowds, peak, don't get hit, don't get hit Run a man down and wet it 98 bitch, don't ever forget it It's us man doing it man stop hating Doing it early, free up Gauges Fuck the net, us man do blaze it Armed and ready, nuttin' to play with Talking badness, show me some faces You ain't on, I can see it's blatant Close to the dot, watch brodie face him [Verse 3: Billy Billions] Buck into opps and they ducking and diving These niggas be hiding The handy be spitting out final fighting Thunder and lightning We dishing out corn for these oppers that's typing And talking to trident Shushing and wooshing, I'm on nothing but violence Drilling in silence Bitch, I'm really hood famous Still armed and dangerous My mum told me I'mma make it, my plug told me "Be patient" In the dinger with the rollers I'mma shooter so I'm chauffeured Automatic with the toasters Lick your head of your shoulders [Verse 4: DA] Who do you think's terrorising Hackney? Let's lurk, lemme throw these two L's down And until then, unhappy They love to mad me so I'm on backstreets Tryna mix one with baccy Plan B, get on the bike, get stabby Now it's the 3 double O's with the machines Free up Matic, he love get crashy Trap in my hood, get charged like batteries Late night shifts out of maxis She would text me just to let man bag b I'm at the border, not where it's sandy So don't get caught in the middle BG get to work with the chizzle Ran out of film, we ain't making a movie Now I'm filling my bag with bags from Lidl [Verse 5: Stally] In the dinger burning tires 98s, we're real riders Bitch I'm Wee Bey from the wire Up this burner, let it fire Jump out the ride, I don't window watch Man dump the clip and then I skrr off Went guilty early, got a third off I whip white and get dirt gone [Verse 6: Mazza] Really got dirt all over the trap Looking like Leigh on sea Got magg all in this batch, I'm trappy, capital T Lee said get in a load Stop phoning my phone for free There are stacks in the drawer Close the blinds, let me count these p's [Verse 7: Billy Billions] I still fuck up the re for these waps Still hide all the keys in the flats My niggas tell me I'm tapped I still let it beat off the max I got snakes aiming at my back Mix the runtz with the wax Keep it fully auto on attack Free my fucking nigga Smash [Verse 8: DA] Circle back, get caught on a rebound Shot or shaved then your holding a beatdown Jakes at the frontdoor, backdoor, creep out Baked off, hoping one of them boy bleed out Feed man corn when they eat out Problem with the 9 or 8 don't speak out Silence slug shots sneak out Anywhere gang know man might reroute [Verse 9: Stally, Mazza, Billy Billions & DA] Man tried stay when the mash got brandished You heard one shot, next thing he vanished The corn cause some panic It's tragic holes in and out mans jacket Holes in and out mans jacket 9 and 8 in your hood don't panic Slap it, slap it, bredrin ran, you're static Vanish magic With the glee I'm erratic Extended clip cinematic Zig Zou all metallic Slap it out the panoramic When I'm controlling, I'm ecstatic I'm with a tool like a mechanic Or in a pyrex mode and ceramics Drain it, dry it, tag it, slang it Fill up this gun, I ain't filling up petty I need metal and teeth like braces I ain't tryna catch no cases Fling some shots to the face like faces Man I'll light up your block like Vegas Really do on a regular basis You left in numerous mazes Humorous paigons, none of them dangerous [Outro: KO & V9] Yeah, yeah, come on man, you already know what's going on Class of 98s out right now, gangs the hardest out Come on man, you know Fumez the Engineer Mmm, ayy come 'ere