What’s All The Gossip?

Lyrics

[Hook: (GL) Mash Pies] I'm like what's all the gossip? Them man all chatty like girls, see him ten toes like sonic Trap line doing up metro, everyday man see booming profits Work my wrist, work my wrist til i feel my fingers them numbing Ride out time, step with bro and trust me, we looking all gothic Little main one tastes my offspring and yeah she be doing up ostrich Opps wanna try me it's nothing Just know say bro bros got it Man kuff and kweff, they run and sweat Don't duck get turnt to coffin [Verse 1: (1011) Loose1] Like what's all the gossip? What's all the banter? The ting gon' fizz like coke and leave man red like santa Dem man don't want smoke cah smoking kills like cancer And i been on trips on trips on trips That's bare mileage in the Astra And you don't wanna see Loose1 in the cup With 2 shanked up Try run like Forest, got tripped up Now your broski's fucked That's bare shanks into your chest and up He's got brilliant luck I remember that day i nearly got shaved, and I won't lie fam I ducked But i came back on stuff, good with things and stuff The boy got chinged, the blade slipped in, had to leave man cut Now it's back to the trap, no time for a yap Brothers spend bands on a wap I was ten toes on the concrete flats You was indoors trying to have a bash [Hook: (GL) Mash Pies] I'm like what's all the gossip? Them man all chatty like girls, see him ten toes like sonic Trap line doing up metro, everyday man see booming profits Work my wrist, work my wrist til i feel my fingers them numbing Ride out time, step with bro and trust me, we looking all gothic Little main one tastes my offspring and yeah she be doing up ostrich Opps wanna try me it's nothing Just know say bro bros got it Man kuff and kweff, they run and sweat Don't duck get turnt to coffin [Verse 2: (GL) Mash pies] Stepped in the room with a wap Same size as Kim Kardash' Tell a opp boy ay try me now, he can hold 2 in his back These bells come long and red, definitely take off hats No round of applause, but I know say my ting claps When I back that brukky, you better start moving properly Skengs on ends, bally'd up no meds Ding dong whizz and we do it on peds Crash that corn at you and your friends Try rob me must think I'm a gem When I come back, see man legging Running scared over them fences I was raised up in them trenches, girl know we sick and demented Catch a body know that I meant it Feds pull up i answer no questions No comments 'til the death, man put 2 in your head [Hook: (GL) Mash Pies] I'm like what's all the gossip? Them man all chatty like girls, see him ten toes like sonic Trap line doing up metro, everyday man see booming profits Work my wrist, work my wrist til i feel my fingers them numbing Ride out time, step with bro and trust me, we looking all gothic Little main one tastes my offspring and yeah she be doing up ostrich Opps wanna try me it's nothing Just know say bro bros got it Man kuff and kweff, they run and sweat Don't duck get turnt to coffin