Next Up - S4-E16

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[Intro] Slay Product [Verse] Glidin', man it feels excitin' (I love it) Man I just pray I don't break my shank (I pray) I put the T in trap But I put my blade inside of his back (Yuck) Verbal abuse I don't respond (No) Ask **** 'cah he got shanked DND don't call my phone when I'm takin' trips to the Brixton flats Ridin' like a rollercoaster Up and down tryna creep on man (On life) Ten toes, but broski fucked it Said, "Who's that?" and all of them ran (Ah man) I see man live have a panic attack Lol, I didn't even back my shank (I didn't) Ying that down had my shank all saucy Blood got spread like strawberry jam (Yuck, yuck) Bro-bro-broski love splash and brag (He does) Back road tape off main road wettin's Ask **** 'bout ZK gang (Go ask) He got touched now bro's in the can Fuck's sake, how long till they bring back Sav? (Free him up) Says she don't like when I rap like that Fuck that, shut up let me talk my wass (Shut up) **** got caught on a lack, got chinged **** got chinged 'cah he shit with his shank (He did) And mind who you call your bredrins (Why?) Who do you think gave me that drop? I pulled up and **** got splashed (That's facts) GBH got changed to a AM (Ah man) In court man I bussed that case Prosecution think I fuck with mag But no I don't chat to the juju man (No) I spent nights in the trap (I did) Cling, grub, scales Cash, put racks in elastic bands (Bands) Hands on like I mash down fufu But it's not that man I'm choppin' up crack (Uh-huh) Got a four and a half of the AM And a two in a Q of sand (Get money) Three man in the baitest ding dong Unknown driver, step on the gas (Ayy, skid it) I done it like Sav when I got down my man Blade went in and it came back out (Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck) And I done him again and again and again Shit, would've thought that I broke my shank (But I didn't) Punctured lung was a pendin' pack But he didn't get K'd, man, I don't get that (How?) But it's all due time guess it's part of the plan Hands off workers in the bando Door comes off and the pack gets banked This year I ain't really tryna swing my shank Invest in a **** that's live Just put down P's for a brand new **** (Bap) Can't lie, man, my lifestyles mad Got friends in the grave and friends in prison KMT weren't part of the plan Run out of breath when he's runnin' away How you think **** got put on my shank? (Where you goin'?) Four opp blocks in a day, that's patterned Span that block like a hundred times Try light him up and then ash him Still roll up tryna turn man dank (Shh, shh, shh, shh) So don't get hit when I Cillit Bang (Baow) Get the drop that us man are about Would you stay at home or defend your block? (What you doin'?) Attendin' a drop on us that's nuts Go ask **** 'cah he got himself yucked Still pullin' up bait at the local shop (Uh) ****, but no one's about So they pray in new flats and we're takin' a tour Ped-pedal bike glide, but the chain came off Guess what, continue the glide on foot (Lets war) Verbal abuse on Snapchat I don't respond Saw him live in the flesh he got jooked Pop-pop them doors on a IC3 Comin' like askar, but it's boys in the hood (It's us) I don't know why they talk like they're on that They ain't like that, real life they're shook (Some pussies) They thought it was a normal day Had to pull up and rip that page out his book (Yuck) I know little man he ain't built like that He-he done that shit cause he had to Me, I done that shit cause I could (I did) In the bando with this TT yola Straight gets dropped, give fence to the cook (That's love) That fish try 'scape got caught with a hook (Yuck) Who's that? Ayy, broski, look (Who's that?) I sw-I sw-I swear that's Usain Bolt Fuck's sake why the opps so quick on foot? Two litre ding dong fill up with crooks (That's us) Execute and repeat My shank went in and then out mans hood (Yuck, yuck) And I left that shh parked off in a bush (Shh, shh) My shank went in and then out mans hood And I left that shh parked off in a bush (Shh, shh) [Outro] Slay Product
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- H1 (Harlem)