Numbers

Lyrics

[Intro: Bas] (Diligence) (KN Beatz) Yeah (Diligence) [Chorus: Pete & Bas] Numbers Numbers (You're having a laugh ain't ya?) Numbers (I just spent two weeks on the phone going back and forth over this) Numbers (I ain't doing it no more) And I'm running up numbers (I'll tell them I'm picking it up on Friday) Numbers Numbers (Now I've gotta pick it up on Monday) Numbers [Verse 1: Bas] Yeah, ten bags on the chain B4S on the plate of the Range Before this cooked crack on a flame Before that kicked ball in the cage Still got beans and the sauce on thе plate Still throw fists and I rearrange facе Boys on the court so I don't catch case Hammers and bings locked down in the motor And the wife loves cooking up cake [Verse 2: Pete] Lovely, jubbly Out with the wife and a glass of the bubbly I don't wanna get caught in front of the governor One wrong move and it's gonna get ugly Easy, peasy One wrong move and it's gonna get greazy Gonna rough him up before I **** him up And then I grab the clutch and I'm breezing [Verse 3: Norman Pain] Whip it, sip it, lock it (Huh) Mug, karate chop him (Pow) Opps, there ain't none coming Banging on the chest of a man, King Kong him (Yah) Bite off your ear Great white shark, I can smell your fear (No fear man) You don't wanna come round here Been incarcerated for eighteen year [Verse 4: Patrick Karneigh Junior] P-P-PKJ (Right) Run a man down broad day (Light) Another man got smoked, rolling them up, put them in an ashtray (Smoked that man) The pints stay cold Chains on the chest they gold Get them in a Japanese strangle-hold You don't wanna war with a man that won't fold [Chorus: Bas] Numbers Drilling up numbers Got boys running up bags in the car Numbers Drilling up numbers Got boys running up bags in the car Numbers Drilling up numbers Got boys running up bags in the car Numbers Drilling up numbers Got boys running up bags in the car [Verse 5: Smith] Baby, listen man I'm a business man Count the figures man Look at her figure man So sexy Pick up the phone, text me And you can bring the Cava, I'm at the flat in Bexley [Verse 6: Albert Allen] Just took a bag off a wasteman Gucci belt wrapped round my waistband I've been in the trap for some days man Stupid yat tried give me brain man Nah, that's not happening Cock big guns yet a man's still grappling Charlie Chaplin, don't say nutting The Snooker Team's in the back room battling [Verse 7: Uncle Bal] I'll be out here in a three-piece There's a minimum charge and that's 50P And you know we don't like police Crush a man's head like a big chickpea Friday night I wear jeans Picked up a crazy girl from E3 In the back of her red Suzuki She doesn't want you, no the girl picked me [Verse 8: MacMillan] And I broke his bones when he came round here 'Cause a big man didn't wanna pay that cash He went home safe in a taxi, just joking, a man's hand got smashed Boot to the head then dash You won't get away from Mac Macmillan hit him with a big hammer fist straight to the spine and I broke his back [Chorus: Pete] Numbers Drilling up numbers Got boys running up bags in the car Numbers Drilling up numbers Got boys running up bags in the car Numbers Drilling up numbers Got boys running up bags in the car Numbers Drilling up numbers Got boys running up bags in the car [Outro] (KN Beatz) (Diligence)