Jersey

[Intro]
(Kezii)
(808DAVE)

[Chorus]
It's 'bout time that dem man there slide (Mhm)
Been couple years and they lost 'nuff lives (Lives)
I got Axel talking on my ting
He don't even know what he's done with a knife (Safe)
They were so gassed when they took man's bike
Everyone ran when they saw two tifes (When they saw two)
They say I ain't got no points on the Top 'cah they run and escape like mice (And escape like mice)

[Verse]
We ain't rollin' dice (Not at all)
Young TRex took flight (Yo)
LB's pissed 'cah he held two knives (Ah)
LOL, LA got his whole face fried (Ah, ah)
I like my ones short and thick (Thick)
They only see the ends in pics (Yes)
And I don't wanna hear about Sav 'cah he lived in the Top and he never done shit (They know)
Anytime the Creep Ups slide, it's lit (Live)
Your dead friend never chinged up Blitz (No, he never)
And KB never chinged up Dripz
He chinged on Money outside of his crib (Uh-oh)
LOL, it's all gang-gang for the vids
They ain't done nuttin', they hide in cribs (Hiding)
The man are on fucking shit
The last time them man scored we were kids (Buggers)
Five got touched, had everyone pissed
C1 got touched, what a childish myth
One got corned in the lips
He won't say shit 'cah he hurts when he fibs (Shh, shh, shh, shh)
One blacked out whip, four sticks, we're equipped (Skrr, skrr)
Them man there ain't got no points (Not at all)
I ain't fucking with the boys that oink (Nope)
How can a Smartwhip turn man joint?
Five got touched had everyone pissed
C1 got touched, what a childish myth
One got corned in the lips
He won't say shit 'cah he hurts when he
One blacked out whip, four sticks, we're equipped
Them man there ain't got no points
I ain't fucking with the boys that oink
How can a Smartwhip turn man joint?

[Verse 2]
Solly ain't loud, he's merch (He's merch)
They slide round 'cah we go there first (Skrr)
Sakeen got life for a change, it would've been better if he robbed him a purse (LOL)
Strikes got it bad, but Konez got it worse (Uh-oh)
I know it hurts, but them man don't lurk
All ballied up like we come from Purge (From Purge)
My white tee clean like Spurs (Ay)
Man backstrap Ronnie, then I write me a verse
Talk wass on the beat, I'mma carry on (Ay)
You know Slim trap with a bally on (My boy)
Let the dragga ting shot like Malie Donn (Grrr)
He wish he could do it like Slim but the boy went and fucked it, he ain't on a thing
Brand new .4 long, give it a spin
I missed that drop 'cah I was chilling with tings (Boi)

[Outro]
It's 'bout time that dem man there slide
Been couple years and they lost 'nuff lives
I got Axel talking on my ting
He don't even know what he's done with a knife
They were so gassed when they took man's bike
Everyone ran when they saw two tifes
They say I ain't got no points on the Top
Cah they run and escape like mice