Dimzy x Monkey x Sj X Fumez the Engineer - Plugged in, Pt. 1

Lyrics

[Intro] Moment of truth [Verse 1: Dimzy] You already know how we do it in style Two waps deep, man do it in style He got shot with two and your mans got shaved times two Fuckin' hell, that's wild Grizzy watched Stickz get done then he made a whole mixtape tweakin', how? I'm a winner with a .40, bait, Jump Out Gang, you know the .40 baowed (Pow) Big men run in and dive in walls, they leave their friends, I see, it's foul (Dash) We just jumped back in the dinger, and bro's tryna linger out the window again (Pow) Tryna scramble your homies egg with these flat 'eds, scrambled egg (Scrambled egg) Your mans was tweakin', now he's a Z (Shh) The 60s done it on bike, done it in cars, done it on peds (Done it on peds, nyoom) We got down Dayz, done it and fled (Chh) They only talk bad on the gang 'cause all of them felt some pain and bled Capo got done, tryna cop him a phone, the guys left the A in a mess [Verse 2: Monkey] Diamonds twerk, like a bitch on a pole (Twerk) This a family, bitch, know your role (Yeah) Used to hit shots in the back of the road The front or the alley, you know how it go Tour de woosh when a man's block tourin' Lit it up (Whoosh), like we startin' some coal You ain't lucky that **** got shot and you go Talkin' hammers, we copped it and load Lost waps, had to get some more The opps is racked, they ain't evening score (Nah) Too much chat, come rise some more Multiple dead, I can name 'bout four Blood in, blood out My nigga Skrr had waps for run-outs Minimum step, PR bought the wap out Smoked a L and your homie tapped out [Verse 3: SJ] Who can tell me what? I been outside, I wet man up I flinged corn on opps numerous times If you seen corn hit, man, I made man jump (Baow, baow, baow, baow) He's Biscotti and he turned Runtz Look like you tried keep it quiet But free my ski cah he cheffed that up (Free 'em) Just the other day man jumped out on **** He made the cabman swerve and dus' (Cut) You know gettin' man down is essential Man's only got fear of God Takin' a risk ain't new to the mandem Trident know that we been them thugs When you wake up do you get to the bag? Cah you can't be at war if you got no funds (Nah, nah) Nah, that can't work, my G I heard the opps wan' murder we Cah we all beat corn, that's personally (Niggas know) That rapper ain't mashed no works So the way they rap, tread carefully (Dickhead) It was all this and that, next thing they'll need help urgently Hella opp had surgery, a good few went permanently (Dead opp) [Outro] Fumez The Engineer