92 Degrees

[Chorus: BT & Nikz]
Step with heat when I enter the room
The 92 still shake up the room, do it like Pop Smoke
We can back this fumes
Living like Drake, this life is good
On the back road with my D-town goons
You don't wanna get burned like zoots
I'm on the 9 block with my 92 crew
I'm on the 9 block with my 92 crew

Ay, fill up the mash with teeth no dental
Cah you know that the corn is essential
Uh, all my guys are surgeons, do up intestine and give a man-
The hand ting's loading, those get popped like molly
It's five man up in this rental
Man hang out the ridе, I'll slap out your face, now you can't really see like cеntral

[Verse 1: BT]
Man got soaked, got left like ketchup
That time man it could've been a mess up
Set up, tricks get us like roaches, see me an opp but the gang ten toes and poke him
Dodge that case like covid
We spin this round and round
Ay, Young Nikz come pattern this clown
Ay, Young Nikz come pattern this clown

[Verse 2: Nikz]
True say I'm well known for the rr-rr-rr, now they wanna say damn like I got white vans
You don't wanna clash with my clan, no way cah the beef at a game like Clash of the Clans
M that guy and my J like MJ, no MJ, honey we don't dance
But if I beat it, it might be a thriller, I'm counting to squeeze, so I'll take that chance
Man can't handle the chit like you and I know that you don't last long like trailer
You made my man run out of breath, next time that you lack, best bring your inhaler
I don't play no games like SEGA, top skriker, score goals like FIFA
Say Bonjour and I slide in the pum, adios sweetheart, I might see you later

[Verse 3: BT]
Flip this twice in the bando right
Still shotting that dark and white, that's Tommy and Ghost, better stay inside
Yo, let me not tell no lies, the ... ain't really been outside
No plantain, but they still got fried
Put on my gloves, let's go on a glide
Put on my mask, let's go on a ride

[Verse 4: Nikz]
I thank God for how far we've come, many more to come cah they know that we killing it
The.... ain't really about beef, don't talk about beef cah they know that we winning it
.... got dipped in his chest like numerous times but I heard he tried swinging it swinging it
I heard smoke ain't good for your chest, fuck that, if he died man's billing it billing it

[Verse 5: BT]
A92 come hot like a furnace, you know the gang, them step with the burners
Boys in the hood, you don't wanna get bursted
Me and guys we school these learner's
Beef ain't dead like Tom and Jerry, you can still get popped in your cherry
Step with the heat, that's peri peri
They sing to the feds like Mariah Carey

[Verse 6: Nikz]
I've been in the field from young like Messi, me and my bros like MSN
Make tops red like Manchester, no Beckham
I pray that my shank don't bend
Walk with a limp, no injury, injury, man's got the thing, tryna injure them
Offside, offside, don't play offside, cross that line, get put in a blend

[Chorus: BT & Nikz]
Step with heat when I enter the room
The 92 still shake up the room, do it like Pop Smoke
We can back this fumes
Living like Drake, this life is good
On the back road with my D-town goons
You don't wanna get burned like zoots
I'm on the 9 block with my 92 crew
I'm on the 9 block with my 92 crew

Ay, fill up the mash with teeth no dental
Cah you know that the corn is essential
Uh, all my guys are surgeons, do up intestine and give a man-
The hand ting's loading, those get popped like molly
It's five man up in this rental
Man hang out the ride, I'll slap out your face, now you can't really see like central