Freestyle

[Intro]
BRM
Wait, did you say one eye?
40 mixed it
Ay 40, flying it up

[Verse 1: Trap SG]
Look-Look in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane and Glendon flying with them birds
You can stop all the cap, we ain't smoking CC, we done DoRoad way worse
I told broski ping this prick, i'll stick this whip, then i done it in reverse
I told broski stick this whip, i'll ping this prick, then i put him in a -
We drop bodies in Lambeth from the back of a ride with a side by side, didn't plan this
We got brother and sister and [?], you men would've thought that we planned this
25 from the tops, are you reading the 2 and the Q, that's a [?] and a [?]
I can fuck that bitch but she fucks with the opps, [?] and she giving me drops
I can't fuck with them if they fuck with the paigons, not Trap Muni, it's Trap from 'Leyton
Try clip his head when I pull up to the 9, and the clip is jammed, that's the only thing that saved him
They didn’t headshot Snow, we done Road way worse when we pulled up in Leyton
My lil bro's on gore, tell SM squeeze and he's letting it go
Shiesty season, you know the meaning, 30 in a day when i was cleaning
We slimed up R6 for his brother's treason, like there really weren't a reason
Like I can't respect, they all went jail when they tryna get a get back
So tell me where your head's at, and then after where Bally's head's at
8 on the A, we're known for crashing
20 in a month, yeah you know I've been mashing
Headshot King, cah' he known for the splashing
A .15, we're known for the tapping
And my opps, they're losing, if it ain't us, they're killing each other
Yeah, it should've been me in the ride when the SGs caught his brother

[Verse 2: HK]
Hashtag Gang only talk 'bout drillings
A few got got, only 2 are civilians
1 got dropped, see the corn really finished him
It was at late night, gang moving diligent
021, it was hurting the innocents
Shush got texted, the gang really billing him
Butch got it twice, well, we can't get rid of him
(Where do I-) Where do I start, corn got blast, got hit in his shoulder, he flew up to Mars
I'm tearing up flesh with these anglo arms
Hoodie up at night, wap in my pocket
Two AM calls, where the fuck can i lock it
I hop in a ride, don't ask if i'm on it
I remember when we try put Jabz on a bonnet
Try hang out the window, I promise I'm on it
With the stick, we jumped out the ride and jinged him
Try get Blackz baitface, no thinking
Running up [?], with a bait, that's skatty
We don't try Butch, he always a patty
Jump out car and corn get scratchy
Someone tell LP please don't @ me
I caught him, he ran, see the boy too flashy
Had shush and the news, and she is way too catty
I was running up bait, didn't care for a sentence
Thumpz got ripped, ended up on a pendant
They're losing members, see, it's horrendous
They're chattin' away by the time that we end them
The .44 kicking, the SGs did it, I'm tearing up flesh, when they're tearing up linen
They're rapping away and they're still ain't drillin'
We ripped him, mainroad, done him with a kitchen
See me in the back of the ride i've been itching
Run a man down and there ain't no kidding
Thumpz got ripped on the strip no safety
One got life, cuz' the hammer was 'gazy
Pray we get away, cah' this driver's shaky
Wrap that mash, the olders raised me
4 door come, get left on pastry, 4 door come, get left on pastry

[Outro]
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