[Verse 1]
Listen up, listen up, fat boy dead, ran out of luck
Now all I see is tears, but I don't give a fuck
Cah' he talked on the gang, are you fuckin' a bum? Love
Rose got bun and chinged, love
PJ got bun and chinged, love
**** got airlifted off the ends, a heli' had to pick that nigga up, love
My CUG-s are on some violent stuff (Oh yeah)
I step with an iron, I'll up it, try to kweff that (Bow bow)
You ain't never seen a drip of blood, and laughed out loud, I know I'm nuts
Me and B in the ride gon' rip your' guts
Was a hazardous scene when they ripped him up
Try come to the block, we come back and attack
Watch the scoreboard go up and that's facts
Got caught on a lack on monday, it got to Sunday, his juice was spillin' (Spillin')
Rapid response the intention is to kill him, the way [?] we left him swimmin' (Word)
The LT-s done countless drillins', they ain't done nothing, so who are they kiddin'? (You kiddin')
I don't know how they talk about drillings, it was me and DT trynna' dig man skin in
Me and 'Lati trynna' give him a fill in, the first that we did in, complete drillin' (Bow bow)
I was 15 when I done my first drillin', and the visits [?]
Drippling, spillings, leave man spinage, [?] should go for more than a killin'
12 gauge waps and fuck-off spinners, you couldn't have handled the life we livin'
[Hook]
Step for the M, trynna' turn man toast
Bro made sure that he stopped his pulse (Check it)
Of course I'm not on a bench
I'm really in the field trynna' score these goals (Really out here)
I heard them men wanna' get me down
It's not that hard, how small is Tulse? (How small?)
Jump out whips and let that blow
[?] my block like [?]
Step for the M, trynna' turn man toast
Bro made sure that he stopped his pulse
Of course I'm not on a bench
I'm really in the field trynna' score these goals (Really out here)
I heard them men wanna' get me down
It's not that hard, how small is Tulse? (How small?)
Jump out whips and let that blow
[?] my block like [?]
[Verse 2]
Strikedat I'm a well known striker
The blue [?] yutes might count me a fiver (You know)
It's just my life, a prolific rider
But I ain't trynna' get turned to a lifer (No I ain't)
CRose got hit and had to retire
You don't wanna' see this 12 gauge fire (Bow bow)
Pass me the lighter, I'm trynna' get higher
Sip that rum, we ain't drinkin' no cider
5 in a day, don't act like it's minor
[?] got smoked, still a compulsive liar
[?] typer
Whacked up **** but I ain't a fighter (No I ain't)
On the [?] I'm a dope provider
Fly that pack then hit my supplier
It gets so [?] when the CUG-s slide 'round
Don't get slapped, or drip like designer (Bow-bow)
Really in the pitch, trynna' make a boy curl up
Curl up, curl up, quavers
Best run when you see this stainless
And if I have the 12 I'll make a boy famous (Bow bow)
CUG, that's creep up gang
Clean up, gang we come armed and dangerous
Always itchin' to graze guy's legs
Don't get hit, these bells are contagious (Oh yeah)
All he wanted was a steak and rice
He couldn't get that, now he don't go flavours (He don't)
The day we caught Shiv was amazing
He lacked on the mains and got done with the shavers
Rose got slapped, Kipz got slapped
Reckz got slapped and got turned to flavours
The beef is intense, you know where the flame is
Creep up gang, wake up all the neighbours
[Hook]
Step for the M, trynna' turn man toast
Bro made sure that he stopped his pulse (Check it)
Of course I'm not on a bench
I'm really in the field trynna' score these goals (Really out here)
I heard them men wanna' get me down
It's not that hard, how small is Tulse? (How small?)
Jump out whips and let that blow
[?] my block like [?]
Step for the M, trynna' turn man toast
Bro made sure that he stopped his pulse
Of course I'm not on a bench
I'm really in the field trynna' score these goals (Really out here)
I heard them men wanna' get me down
It's not that hard, how small is Tulse? (How small?)
Jump out whips and let that blow
[?] my block like [?]
How Small Is Tulse? was written by Strikedat LTH.
Strikedat LTH released How Small Is Tulse? on Thu May 04 2023.