Woosh

Lyrics

[Intro: Backroad Gee] Big business no Mickey Mouse business Tell the juvey dem leave no witness Be prepared and be scared [Chorus: Backroad Gee & Kwengface] Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Lean, flex You know that the guns get pressed I do this shit for my set It's us that turn up the ends Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Lean, flex You know that the guns get pressed I do this shit for my set It's us that turn up the ends [Verse 1: Backroad Gee & Kwengface] Which one we selecting? Outside man get it Man don't bend it like Beckham Dawg its straight when I send it It get messy on the pitch Make man duck and dive Darrgy you know I brang it Put the juvi's on the roof Outside man's the truth, no ones bulletproof Yoo if you buss your gun, salute Grrrap, bap shoot I'm in the bando facetimin' a sweet one And I got the peng ting throwing up two Two pop-pop in a rucksack If I slap that, that's you and your bruce I ain't tryna squash this beef, man still tryna get you, you, and then you [Chorus: Backroad Gee & Kwengface] Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Lean, flex You know that the guns get pressed I do this shit for my set It's us that turn up the ends Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Lean, flex You know that the guns get pressed I do this shit for my set It's us that turn up the ends [Verse 2: Kwengface & Backroad Gee] Look, drug onda the stove, man's bubblin', bubblin' OT trips tryna double it I'm on the opp block tryna SAD, any opp get spot, lean and rubble it Peng ting, she loves this view (Ay come 'ere) I tapped it, P tapped it Brownskin one kinda loves this group Ay, don't you know that's true? Of course it's true You know what a MAC-MAC do, man bruck it two and bring it on you Am I my brother's keeper, yes I am Crime part, that's not where I look back Habada mukhtar, make it slap Ha, we gon' make it slap Take it there and bring it back Yo, I just fly out the ride like "Bro, what's goodie?" I try wet my man in his chest and neck, I just see fluff come out his hoodie Ay yo, what's goodie? I was doin' home visits back then darggie, I was outside of your guri Tell a man back up darrg, got [?] (Bow), she move [Chorus: Backroad Gee & Kwengface] Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Lean, flex You know that the guns get pressed I do this shit for my set It's us that turn up the ends Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Woosh it, Press The hand ting long, now we're there Lean, flex You know that the guns get pressed I do this shit for my set It's us that turn up the ends