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[Intro: DB] I just stepped in Enfield Lock MoraBeats [Chorus: DB] I just stepped in Enfield Lock Stepped out, now Enfield's hot I got bands, love run into shop And the other one there love garden hop Get your arse slit like your name Y.Poppz Juice man down, yeah, we're doin' you a lot Fuck that, AFGs love ruinin' block [Verse 1: E1] You don't know 'bout gettin' pressure from feds Kicked down door, now my mom's all stressed (Stressed) They keep trying to link me to Ms Grab my phone click, tryna pre-up my text I was so vexеd, when I heard you werе under arrest (For what?) They thought I pulled the trigger of the skeng I gave him a smile, said, "Give it a rest" (Allow it) She's naughty, ten out of ten The ting's in the bag, she patterns the best One wrong move, you could be dead Don't move right, you will get left (Like ZT says) I just spotted one old-school friend He weren't Bounces Road, but I see man jet It was me and DB on the Third We bucked us a nerd, then we took some flesh [Verse 2: DB] Gang gon' get the scorin' and the first side gon' get to the pourin' Gun clappin's, kidnaps, and stabbings Stepped on the A, and MB got savaged Rambos out, ZKs out, did a three-two, then spinned around They all know they've been about How can you talk when you screamed and shout? I thought Y.Poppz was dead on the ground The shotty is the loudest sound Bow-bow, we just discharged You rep NP, you can suck your marge Run, Mo Farah, do you like T when he got down farer Whippin' your oldest like I'm the father Osama, wanna terrorize blocks Green clava when I ride on opps [Chorus: DB & Tion Wayne] I just stepped in Enfield Lock Stepped out, now Enfield's hot I got bands, love run into shop And the other one there love garden hop Get your arse slit like your name Y.Poppz Juice man down, yeah, we're doin' you a lot (Ayy, yeah, mm-mm) Fuck that, AFGs love ruinin' block (Yo) [Verse 3: Tion Wayne] Paranoid all my life, no slippin' What can I say? I got too much victims (Brah) Made a meal, still eatin' my flick ting Job on the line, but I'm still tryna pitch him (Mm-mm) Don't care 'bout half these yutes, header and zoots, E1's billin' (Grr) Fans askin', "My blade is wet?" Come off the net, you must be kiddin' (Ayy, ayy) Rolex money, I drop a six, but couldn't a fuck about opps, I'm rich (Boom, boom) I ain't into internet beef, you're sick (Ayy) This man only got on tunes to snitch Young boy bring the blade in his pokers I said, "Next time, slow dyin', it's a process" (Brah) All my AFGs in Rovers, bought more time then twist it and holy (Boom, boom) [Verse 4: ZT] Don't think you're Incredible Hulk, I'll add your soul to this dirty pole Ordnance Road, T was way too slow Streets are hot, and my heart is cold Violations, man don't condone Assassination, man upped his pole And he heard this shit's not vacant Rambos wavin', we buck your bros And I just see jakes in the rear, but we don't care, just keep it composed His bro done told, gun smoke, run home, crush walls, and we do it unknown Unknown and T when I see man fold This bitch, she be on me for the clout I ain't givin' her shit, keep diggin' for gold I ain't givin' her shit, keep diggin' for gold [Chorus: DB] I just stepped in Enfield Lock Stepped out, now Enfield's hot I got bands, love run into shop And the other one there love garden hop Get your arse slit like your name YPops Juice man down, yeah, we're doin' you a lot Fuck that, AFGs love ruinin' block [Verse 5: E1] MSplash, two-tap like Stewie Smile in his face when his blade's all gooey I put my trust in C double S Aim for his chest, then push that fully Peddle bike trips, so it's us on the gang ting Rambo on my hip, tryna see what's goody Went jail, came home, nothing changed We just got more opps stuck in cookies Bad B love talkin' my name, I'm stuck in bando, thinkin' of a K Had to link up with Tion Wayne, they talk on his name for fame But he's backing the beef, he's fully engaged The 125, its dinger or peds Quick, bust that left, now we're on Park Lane Quick, bust that left, now we're on Park Lane