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[Intro: Karma] Razz Look Jakes want me in the nick, no homo He rides for me and I ride for bro-bro So I gotta shout out Soaks, no promo [Verse 1: Karma] Jakes want me in the nick, no homo (Fuck jakes) He rides for me and I ride for bro-bro (Free bro) So I gotta shout out Soaks, no promo Still got the blicky on me in probo' (I do) Cah I couldn't give a fuck about popo (Fuck jakes) I'm from the Zone, that's a no-go My paigons in the chokehold Same way the wap gets slapped in a chokehold Press that corn or shave that no-no When I ching, if he try blow, too slow though (Ching, ching) It looks like he dashed in slow mo (Dash) Opps see me and start feelin' like Cleveland Oh, no-no, no-no Really tryna turn a man red like demon Loco, do it like Vybz and go-go And also, the ying gets swing like yoyo [Verse 2: LR] Wave it, shave it, Naghz got a fake whip Pull up on blocks so we see 'em all tape it LR baby, gyally said I ain't basic Don't act, I know that you're freaky, embrace it Opps know that we're winnin', let's face it Bored down, turnt him to a patient Yo, better thank God that you made it Now when I say who's on it, don't say shit Who's bad? The gyally really wan' do man She knows I'm on it when I'm trappin' with Susan Trap, mash, still gotta ride on douchebags (Skkrt) Don't turn up in a dinger, try shoot that Who's that? Anything B, man boot that You don't wanna get-got like 2Pac Do that, them man's kway with two pack (Ay) [Verse 3: Kwengface] Yo Deep it, deep it (Deep it) Did you see what happened this evenin'? (What?) I just went to the opp block quick See thirty-odd yutes and they all ran screamin' (Skkrt, skkrt) Man just weren't talkin' 'bout remits But I'm tryna find me a squad that does remix (True) Most my beef got eaten I ain't got time for none of these eediats Man bish and bash that Bob (Bash that) Give me a week and in a white mans town Man mish and mash that spot Yo, call E1 wanna link Gyal know what it is, ain't nuttin' but top (Ay come 'ere) Bop, bop, bop, bop I just took me a ten bag loss Don't look at me wrong when I scrape that pot [Verse 4: Karma] No Even Stevens (Nope) How you gonna make it even? (How?) Your friends ain't breathin' and we keep teasin' I ain't got beef for no basic reasons (I don't) Them man run like cheetahs cheatin' (Dash) Come, I'm tryna make your mum start grievin' Demons, man see a opp now he's bleedin' (Splash) In a 4x4 it's lean, it's squeeze When I jump out swingin' it decent Two tings swingin', no threesome (Splash) Kweng like Mike with the wap, just beat it (Brap, brap) LR and Snoop tryna light skin too And, all my guys violent too So you gotta throw up a silent two In the chats they be talkin' loose But it ain't 'round here where they're ridin' to [Verse 5: LR] Ay, ay, baby, I'm lit (Aye) He got caught, now he don't talk shit (Aye) Spin it, who's gonna be on this strip? Sinnin', I can't lie, I'm used to this shit He spoke shit, try skip, got dipped Real shit, call him Bradley, should've went on the pitch Don't need to use Waze 'cah we know their strip Say you're on to the 2, get put in a spliff At last, they're dead for chattin' their shit Caught Paul gay shit thank God that he lived Squeeze shit when you left your bro are you lit? I'm lit don't tell me you can do it like this Real shit got hella man up in my spliff Got wigged got laced, and stained in his crib You slip then you're gonna get popped no fizz Slip then you're gonna get popped no sis [Verse 6: Kwengface] Yo Both hands when I wap that, slap that Double rack crack in the trap fam I like petite tings with a fat back (Come 'ere) Man just fling them stones like bam bam Man's just settin' it straight (Might) I got 300 pebs in my ass all kway from home just doin' up train Now I got coins like an old arcade Ray ray ray ray Man just slapped that flake with ray Blades, blades, blades, blades See an opp boy man's doin' it straight No lay no lay (No) Opp boy's run when they see my face (Skkrt, skkrt) Back your mate and stay They can never do that shit no way (Runner) [Outro] Razz