Scores Are 12-1

Lyrics

[Intro: Loose1] No face, move aggy Jump out gang, move scatty Gyal wan' stick to the gang, move catty [Hook: Loose1] No face, move aggy Jump out gang, move scatty Gyal wan' stick to the gang, move catty Mask on my face when I'm glidin' No evidence and I don't get chatty Di-di-di-dip, on violence I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly No face, move aggy Jump out gang, move scatty Gyal wan' stick to the gang, move catty Mask on my face when I'm glidin' No evidence and I don't get chatty Di-di-di-dip, on violence I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly [Verse 1: Loose1] Like who's on top?, that's us Things on stuff, so man don't scuff Chef man up, then dust Chef man up Cah last man skid 'nough times, the opps been cut 'nough times been ridin' on dem Man ridin' on gems, 'til I leave man fucked And I seen * get ducked, then get stabbed up What the fuck is wrong with these punks? Bare time, jumped out of whips on my ones My brother's grippin' on guns, bang Slap the dots and you're done Dip him up, he get 1 or 2 [?], here for your mum 'nough times stepped out with JSav, [?] Joe and broski Skum 1 got bored in his face 1 got bored in his chest, it's long So how you gonna talk about minus one? The score's like 12 and 1 And it's us with the larger sum Don't be silly, don't be dumb Would be more but the boy just run [Hook: Loose1] No face, move aggy Jump out gang, move scatty Gyal wan' stick to the gang, move catty Mask on my face when I'm glidin' No evidence and I don't get chatty Di-di-di-dip, on violence I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly No face, move aggy Jump out gang, move scatty Gyal wan' stick to the gang, move catty Mask on my face when I'm glidin' No evidence and I don't get chatty Di-di-di-dip, on violence I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly [Verse 2: T.Y] Word to my lil nigga Digga D Men are opps them, they got no gender If you cross that bridge into Golborne Road Get your block knocked off like Kenga Man have got guns on my team Man would've thought that thot did Wenger Say you can hold shots with this M, right? When your S plate, like Marks & Spencer Man do road and S Cos like most of my dawgs on obbo Still step round their ends It's li-like 'nough man talk about bootings All no-now, man I've seen no skengs If an N turn foot or the four wheel drive Man I glide round there on peds Man 10 never bop round HR Might go round White City instead How you think 4 man got splashed on the block? Just know my young G's are ments Like, 3 man in a ding dong But this tints ups so you can't see no-ones head Like, run a man down on my ones Or I might run a man down with Young Febz [Hook: Loose1] No face, move aggy Jump out gang, move scatty Gyal wan' stick to the gang, move catty Mask on my face when I'm glidin' No evidence and I don't get chatty Di-di-di-dip, on violence I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly No face, move aggy Jump out gang, move scatty Gyal wan' stick to the gang, move catty Mask on my face when I'm glidin' No evidence and I don't get chatty Di-di-di-dip, on violence I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly [Verse 3: Johnny 5ive] No we ain't 100 But we keep it 10 Anytime I ching for my brothers Many time, throw smoke for my ends And I always gotta take in Lankz Cah you know big bro talk sense And he told me "lurk round with the mash" And when I ride, I don't ask for a friend I'm out there with my bruddas, ain't no others And we don't rep no colours We ain't got the same muddas Ching anyone, I said "ching anyone for my bruddas" I got no regrets and that's blatant And it's always Amm', that's my fragrance They run and dash and lose agents Now we gotta send the hospital patients This shit goes round in a circle We go round again and again They come round and chingin' civilians So we smoke man again and again Don't piss me off or get violent I just hold my waist and get silent All you hear is (bow, bow, bow) Then I wanna bop from the sirens [Hook: Loose1] No face, move aggy Jump out gang, move scatty Gyal wan' stick to the gang, move catty Mask on my face when I'm glidin' No evidence and I don't get chatty Di-di-di-dip, on violence I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly No face, move aggy Jump out gang, move scatty Gyal wan' stick to the gang, move catty Mask on my face when I'm glidin' No evidence and I don't get chatty Di-di-di-dip, on violence I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly I'll just ching up a opp boy gladly