Plugged In 2.1

Look Look
I heard girls from Paris give the best head take her to the [?] or west end (ay come here)
Yo lettin' it beat like X10, extend my armclip’s got an extension
Done drills on drills with waps that’s [?] beat off waps that’s rented
If I crash this wap on the glide, don’t worry bout your head gettin' dented
I’m in the T, I’m dealing with kilos feeling like Al Pacino
This cocaine zero have man lookin like he’s been on a diet, keto
Colombian order Be O, B O stinking whip it Kit Kats twitching [?] wap with a onе hit German, that disappear like E O
Sing likе balo, man get left with a shell in his back, Leonardo (bap)
Late night, pitch black walls with the brown and the white, Winnie Harlow
They say that the music I make, that’s harm but I don’t give a dash, I’m an arsehole (true)
Pay for all of my things I write but I still have to [?] from a half full (true true)

Push my rusty rambo in him, bruise my hand from the impact
Snap my blade when I dipped his ribs, pissed must have been a gym man (splash splash)
Hit a mans core, made man plank, target your six pack, rip that
Wave my hands like a protein shake, wave dip that dip that

Trust in my ramz, this one’s a chinger, on the opp block like Freddy Krueger, bros in the can doin macrill tuna, tryna get out Daniel Kaluuya
Snakes round hair, Medusa man how you step see man turn to Judas (true)
Dip man up with my Rambo, dip, splash, I’m a well known juicer (dip dip)

Itches and shoot, ruthless say hi to my lil friend Hasbulla
We catch and kill, track and fill, me and bro like Salah and Núñez (true)
Talk too much I’m shouting my shooter, off with your head like a tooter (gwan)
Talk too much I’m shouting my shooter, off with your head like a tooter (gwan, gone)

This cocaine zero did it with kilos, feeling like Al Pacino
Okay I’m reloading don’t come my way like my name’s Carlito
Luger up in that German, better run fast like your name is Theo (true)
All of their friends been stabbed up, man call them “the stab wound trio”
Active, fully on badness, Zone2 step blow man off the Atlas
Them man talk for the net but live in the flesh some roadmen catfish
OT doing up backflips, so I’m in the booth tryna work up a tracklist (true)
Kwengface is more than a name, it’s a business and it’s lookin established

Knife game horrific, this zombie knife make you bleed a lot (splash splash)
Slice it, dip it, us man should’ve opened a pizza shop
Numerous toppings, oops in boxers, don’t you know we been on job (gang)
Numerous toppings, oops in boxers, don’t you know we been a lot (gang gang)

Push my rusty rambo in him, bruise my hand from the impact (splash splash)
Snap my blade when I dipped his ribs, this must have been a gym man
Hit a mans core, made man plank, target your six pack, rip that
Wave my hands like a protein shake, wave dip that dip that (wave wave)

(Fumez the engineer)