SEASON FINALE Nito NB x Workrate x Skore Beezy x t.scam x E1 x Fumez The Engineer - Plugged In

Lyrics

[Intro: T.Scam] "How is C Dot funded and where do your get your money from?" The simple answer— Grr, gang shit Suwoo, Plugged In with Fumez [Verse 1: T.Scam] I don't really like Adeolas I like fit yardies, so I got one Way back when we did it on ped It was, got one, got one, got one Three on one, are you dumb? Better stay alert when Alerts' on a lurk He'll skid them tires and pop some Cali, Stardawg, skunk, you know we got options I was in Felts 'cah I try make him Michael Phelps You know I try make him swim Four man pushed their shanks right in And his vital organs gave up on him And S is known as a rеaper The way he donе Culps was way too grim Talkin' talkers, they ain't on a thing Try talk on my ting, and I let corn fling [Verse 2: E1] If I go court, I'll go jail If you go court, you'll get bail 'Cah, they know 'bout my previous (I'm different) They said that's you on Bounces Road I looked at the CCTV, curious (Is it me?) Like hold on, wait There's a mask on his face like how mysterious If he didn't get stabbed then he's stuck on his period Kicked off my door, now, my mumsy's furious CID, man, you can't be serious (Augh) Feds know that I'm about to come bust that case So they tryna do man for this eediat (You can't be serious) I said "They're tryna do man for this eediat" (What eediat?) I heard he got done on the backroads I'm so sorry for the inconvenience [Verse 3: NitoNB] Two niggas on the bike Four niggas in a whip Four niggas in a whip Two with it, with the stick (We're runnin') Who did it with the .9? Who got it with the spins? Who done it in the night? The 1, 5, or 6 One, he aim it and take that breath Now, he's layin' on a surgeon's bed Then they puttin' him together like Potato Head (Haha) Now, they don't want war 'cah them play, no fence But still in the city, man sin (We do) Man out like they been 'round things But they ain't touched hair on my chiny-chin-chin (Nah) I could drill or assist with a brilliant ping Typin' diss, but them silly man sing (Why?) On the drillin' man ting I'ma push it all in Put the dark in whizz and the light in cling Get gone and then go and invest in things [Verse 4: Workrate] Clock them boy, then grip and shoot Or spin that coupe and ching that yute TeeRose got packed, so I billed that zoot Then Shak got packed, so I billed that too All the opp blocks in tomato juice And Rose got split in his potato too Main road, KR, bro got SM Then they chinged Little J and he made it two Since '017, gang binin' yutes And you know we're known well for the knifings too Me and S, that's a violent two That's critical wounds when we ride on you I could tell you 'bout Kaos I could tell you 'bout Zeccs I could tell you 'bout Reek 'Cah I did that too I done mileage in my ridin' shoes Trynna' boot us all truth when I hop in the booth [Verse 5: Skore Beezy] I could talk about playin' the field with opps I plug my man how I plug in the box Fuck my man, he got done with the dots Ay, Fumez, how you let man cap in this box? (Ay, Fumez, man!) I live in the streets, they live in the blogs They ain't got no racks, they're washed (Ah) Four-five max in Glocks You would never put a thousand grams in shots Said it on wass, but they ain't like me You pour out henny, I pour out tea Untold drillings, the gang don't speak If ya man got shot, it's unknown like T (Get it?) I bust man's face in the mosque Astaghfirullah, but that shit don't sleep They chat shit, catch bodies on beats Man froze that, catchin' bodies on deeds [Verse 6: T.Scam] Who said the AG's don't ride? Who said that them man slide? The unknown shooters went insane When them man try send us an invite More time, I do it in cars But just the other day, I risked it all on a peddle bike Can't slow down, he nearly drowned Try make him fly high like a kite [Verse 7: NitoNB] Now, wait, strike a pose They ain't on shit if the truth be told (Nah) We had London screamin' out Shak (Haha) That was on the same day as Rose Sunny and broad day, anything goes Did they ride for their bro? Be real, say no (You don't) Jakes are behind, foot down and go Gotta hide that pole, got the problem solved (Rah) [Verse 8: Workrate] If I writ' that shit and I spit that shit I can say "Wallahi, I did that shit" Seven bells on the .12 gauge, fill that clip Come longer than me, that's a big man stick Took that to the L, that's a local trip But we didn't find none, what a ghosty strip All saw skengs, that's me and RSkeng Yeah, bro got the nina, I got the spins [Verse 9: E1] They can't talk on my bro DS (Are you fucking deaf?) He got two on one scene That's four man stuck on the AP bench I would say five, but I don't count Dreadz (I'll allow him) Life support, what cap, what a stretch When we caught MB, we nearly put him to rest He ran so fast like I'm runnin' from Kesh Ha, ha, he ran out of breath [Verse 10: Skore Beezy] Now, hold up, little dino (Joker) This pump and dump ain't crypto (Ah) Man talk, but I saw them boy in the can And wallahi, them boy weren't involved (Wallahi) Four fizzy, cinco Anytime man get around, that's bingo (Rah) Slap my man with a .44 long So we call that joint Mandingo [Outro] (Fumez The Engineer) ("How is C Dot funded and where do your get your money from?" The simple answer—)