Django

[Producer tag]
Rah, it's BKay ya know?

[Bridge]
Swerve round on double L's
And my young boys juice their rambos
Half-Birds no Nandos
Lock coke whip dat like...

[Verse]
Tryna stretcher them youts, but I still gotta make work stretch
Count checks, can't take no checks
Press waps and work gets pressed
Zeds go, til nothings left, (gone)
Should of been doing cash
But these nerds talking wass got man over there instead
If a man done me wrong then I’d want a man gone
Not sure how they talk to Feds, (snitches)
Couldn't make that stuff make sense
Pree’d them guys playing fence
Had the team all out attack and saw them man play defense
Long time I've seen my friends
Them times step double skengs (twinning)
I’m getting drops on opps and tryna jog one up on them (solo)
And tryna drill one up on dem
Full time Na don’t do part
They new don't know the half
That corner linked the worker
With this Zed straight out the bath (wet)
Don’t smoke still wake and bake
Make bread with zero gluten (paper)
Big pots that's Coca dropping
Work drown like Whitney Houston (drowning)

[Hook x2]
Ring, Trap!
When I get these K's, the bando
Swerve around on double L's
And my young G's juice their rambos
Put grams on backroads
Then came back home with bankrolls
Half-birds, no Nandos
Lock coke whip dat like Django

[Verse]
Like Quentin Tarantino
Shoot man live, direct that works
Ain't deading beef or talking
Lifestyle chorus of 'No Words'
Still rolling in the deep-end
Fly dem' packs, dispatch these orders
Then blew up left it written like some authors (ha)
You’ll know it, if I’m on you
Trust me you won’t need to ask
This corn will have you shuffling couldn’t care if you don’t dance
Like that one cah she leng up
Good girls going bad like Drake (bad one)
Ino that ain't no real love
She calls me Misch not my name (Misch mash)
Put hunnas on three hunnas
Then it’s S.a.d we skr
Free Smoski that's a rider
Stepped out Gooses wit the furr (brr)
Double s that's Scribs and Skeng (smoke squad)
Vouch they'll get round raising hell (like man)
My little bro too naughty
Splashed him ments judge gave him 12

[Hook x2]
Ring, Trap!
When I get these K's, the bando
Swerve around on double L's
And my young G's juice their rambos
Put grams on backroads
Then came back home with bankrolls
Half-birds, no Nandos
Lock coke whip dat like Django