Anything Peck Get Bun

[Verse 1: Suspect]
How many times have you crossed the road?
I swear I love it, ask my brothers
Active Gang, we out at night with zombie knives
Tryna do man proper
Spot that opper, door get popped
Run out, I chinged that prick non stop
Ching up a hood on top
Jump back in, change up cars in the block
Back to the gwop
Chop up the rock and serve like waiter
I ain't really a raver
Bando cutting shapes with that razor
Rambo in and out of your blazer
Leave man twitching like he got tasered
Get round there, all black like Vader
Zombie Killer, no lightsaber
Cah I'll do it likе GTA
In a stolen car, tryna leave man wastеd
I swear the feeling's amazing
When I swing and push my blade in
Paigans see me, heart start racing
True say, I'm North-West one
But I got hate for the Cumbo cunts
Get ‘round there and rise up guns

[Verse 2: Strika]
When three of the AG step (AG's)
Suttin’ has to get wet
Suttin’ has to get drenched
Or wet down on volts
Don't trip or drop and get soaked
Anything Peck get wet
Anything Peck get soaked
Anything Peck get bun
I'm tryna wet down one of them sons
I'm tryna put down one of them kids
Anything Peck get fished
Anything Peck get fished
You know we're a scary sight
When three man hop out the ride
Might back out our knives on sight
Chase man down, play nice
I saw the fright in his eyes
He didn't wanna buck this knife
He didn't wanna buck this, ugh

[Verse 3: S.Y]
Active Gang, yeah, we jump in rides
Make corn fly to the other side
Them man hide at night
So we're gliding broad daylight
Broadday assassin, aim and rise
Slap him twice
Me and Sus, ZK twinning

[Verse 4: SWavey]
I'm on a ride with some unknown members
Tryna spill some red, no ketchup
Back out the zombie knife, and I watched that yute get wet up
Drenched up
Make sure I ching up the neck blud
Then it's back to the Grove with the members
And planning a move like Wenger

[Verse 5: Hitman]
You know I’m a certified kwenger
If I ain't got a bally and gloves
Blacked out face, and bareback slap it
Let's ride, let's glide, get active
Four in the Five, three say “Hi“
Run, don't trip
You might just die
Run down Mizz, he left his mind
Nut-nut, run [?] free to hide
Can't see them, they're not outside (where are they)
When I do it, I do it right, right, right, right