Drake N Josh

[Intro]
Yo, entourage
Zero
Urban Kulture Sound

[Verse 1]
General Jax, deploy them troops
Do it, destroy them yutes
Slap it like John Wilkes Booth
Mad in the noggin and brosdem loose
Buss my ting on the heathen
Runnin' and bleedin'
All of that greasy shit
Man still step with the monkeys
Truss me, no they ain't guys that you reason with
Leagrave members, fully established
Zulu hitmen, Addington bandits
Everyone's bad 'til the tools get branded
Deep in the jungle, I'm feelin' like Maverick
Free all my guys on the landin'
Doin' it big when the mandem are landin'
Come a long way from linkin' to travellers
Crashin', leavin' the dingers abandoned
Wait for the baddest to send man a drop
And show man a battle on the paigon blocks
Backroad hunter with the jakes on top
Back to the money, tryna make some gwop
Doin' date nights with gorgeous
But I still glad, tell a man "Get nauseous"
Jump out quickly, better move cautious
Force man's way through a paigon fortress
Divin' to test out waters
Put all their corpses through the [?]
LU, land of the lawless
They ain't tryna come 'round there as a tourist
Come 'round there with a tourist
Grindin' and stackin' all the mandem are ballers
Man still cut thru' the hood in a foreign whip while man came up with a quarter

[Chorus]
Walk with a stove, man fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it up
Grease and a bell, man bruck it
Bruck it, bruck it up
Scrapin' pots, rakin' gwop
Manna been bad since Drake 'N' Josh
Wars in the back tryna break this box
Bro's in the glide tryna stain man's top
Walk with a stove, man fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it up
Grease and a bell, man bruck it
Bruck it, bruck it up
Scrapin' pots, rakin' gwop
Manna been bad since Drake 'N' Josh
Wars in the back tryna break this box
Bro's in the glide tryna stain man's top

[Verse 2]
Grindin' more, they hate that I'm shinin'
Mulla's mad and my diamonds' blindin'
Blindin', mashing sound like thunder
Tucked in jumper, strike like lightnin'
No we don't play no games like Bryson
Man still swingin' my fists like Tyson
Ridin', glidin', slidin', find him
Back that, swingin' our tings like Vikings
Carpe diem, slide on the brownings' DM's
Tryna get lit in the PM
Turned on all my man's BM's
Badders, gave man brizz in the BM
Hittin' it quick, she stroke my tats
Control that bass, you know like dat
(Hittin' it quick, she stroke my tats
Control that bass, you know like dat)

[Chorus]
Walk with a stove, man fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it up
Grease and a bell, man bruck it
Bruck it, bruck it up
Scrapin' pots, rakin' gwop
Manna been bad since Drake 'N' Josh
Wars in the back tryna break this box
Bro's in the glide tryna stain man's top
Walk with a stove, man fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it up
Grease and a bell, man bruck it
Bruck it, bruck it up
Scrapin' pots, rakin' gwop
Manna been bad since Drake 'N' Josh
Wars in the back tryna break this box
Bro's in the glide tryna stain man's top