Link Up TV & Giggs
LD
CB
Harlem Spartans & & Bis (Harlem Spartans)
OFB & Lowkey (OFB) & Tuggzy & Kash (OFB) & Headie One & Rv
K-Trap & Dimzy
67 & ITCH (67) & R6 & Y.SJ (67) & ST (67)
410 & Skengdo & A.M
Zone 2 & Kwengface & Snoop (Zone 2) & PS Hitsquad
Moscow17 & SP17 & Loose
[Intro: Lowkey]
OFB to the world
Man violate get dead within a sec yeah?
Bullet bullet
Bullet bullet
[Chorus: Lowkey]
You tek man fi fool
You tek man fi idiat stah
Don't make me rise up MAC
And get round der in a 4 door car
Dem boy der not ready fi war
Man have sweets fi di Star
Man bruck arff the firin' pin
Den go and catch a flight, go straight to my yard
Dem boy der not ready fi war
You tek man fi fool
You tek man fi idiat stah
Don't make me rise up Max
And get round der in a 4 door car
Dem boy der not ready fi war
Man have sweets fi di Star
Man bruck arff the firin' pin
Den go and catch a flight, go straight to my yard
Dem boy der not ready fi war
[Verse 1: RV]
Bando habits
Trap phone addict
On sight live on the mains
Then I ghost in the back roads trappin'
.44 long, that's new, better pray that man don't grab it
12-inch blade in your chest, that'll make that rambo vanish
Doin' up road with my GG
Put a full tank at the BP
Trust me, trappin' ain't easy
Just re'd up on it's TT
Double tap on that trigger
Opps boys don't wanna see me
Cause you know what this button does
Don't ask questions like DeeDee
[Verse 2: Headie One]
Pigs had me locked in the chamber
And Estelle's tryna do me like Dwayne
I'm in the jail house flippin' this crate
I'm on basic dishin' this weight
Pray to the Lord that I'm beatin' this case
Think you're not puttin' more chips on this plate
That's me in the servery fistin' his face
All of my opps are shambles
They don't wanna see the skeng get strangled
When we grab this rambo
That's copper and steel no Bangles
And it's not for my wrist or ankles
I'm free and thankful
90 on the M for the re
Got the dark way before the light like a candle, one
[Chours: Lowkey]
You tek man fi fool
You tek man fi idiat stah
Don't make me rise up Max
And get round der in a 4 door car
Dem boy der not ready fi war
Man have sweets fi di Star
Man bruck arff the firin' pin
Den go and catch a flight go straight to my yard
Dem boy der not ready fi war
You tek man fi fool
You tek man fi idiat stah
Don't make me rise up Max
And get round der in a 4 door car
Dem boy der not ready fi war
Man have sweets fi di Star
Man bruck arff the firin' pin
Den go and catch a flight go straight to my yard
Dem boy der not ready fi war
[Verse 3: Kash]
Dem man must take us for eediat
Ain't only at night when we rise up Stars
Man pull up man pull up with Mad Max
Think it's a race, where the neeks all gone?
Man bruck arff the firin' pin from a 1-2 whiz
Then it's straight to the farm
Got a jiggle back ting in the niz
Told her after the pleasure then you gotta go yard
Word I'm most hated in North
But we got things on things yeah of course
Niggas keep chattin' bare wass
But the O's, till my bruddas creep up
And a nigga get bored
I'm a farm block G blud
I ain't no bopper
How many times have we pulled up on oppers?
Knife work specialist do man proper
Countless man about nurses and doctors
[Verse 4: Tuggzy]
What's your life like?
Cos mine's dangerous
You can't cross the line from my circle
You'll get shot within ranges
Make a man dash in the abs
I still pushin' packs of the flavours
I'll chef man up with my stainless
Push it in and no favours
Get man down
Cut him up down to the T like he's tailored
YG just done a drill
I just might buy him some trainers
The opps dem local
I just might tape off neighbours
OFB shush with the broom
Lift man out of their trainers
[Chorus: Lowkey]
You tek man fi fool
You tek man fi idiat stah
Don't make me rise up Max
And get round der in a 4 door car
Dem boy der not ready fi war
Man have sweets fi di Star
Man bruck arff the firin' pin
Den go and catch a flight go straight to my yard
Dem boy der not ready fi war
You tek man fi fool
You tek man fi idiat stah
Don't make me rise up Max
And get round der in a 4 door car
Dem boy der not ready fi war
Man have sweets fi di Star
Man bruck arff the firin' pin
Den go and catch a flight go straight to my yard
Dem boy der not ready fi war
Mad Max was written by Lowkey (OFB) & Tuggzy & Kash (OFB) & Headie One & Rv.
Mad Max was produced by Sapphire Beatsz.