No Filter

[Intro]
Ay, everything you're gonna hear is all banter
Don't take none of it serious, I'm joking about, you feel me?
(Mirica)
(Zenith)
Yo
Yo, yo

[Verse 1]
Fuck your opinion, let's state facts
Name 5 certified guys in your batch
Bugzy ain't even top 3 in his gang
So why are these Bush yutes letting him rap?
It was me that day with a gun in my hand
Hanging out of the car, I was letting it slap
Saw Jeezy run and he didn't look back
Still tell him, "Have manners when you chat to the gang"
Yo, suttin' went down in Ealing
Broadway, it was us that did that
We just sent some bullets through Smallz's car
He's gonna get more than whiplash
Lift that big wap in that gym bag
Kit-Kat, firm that kickback
That day, I feel someone try set mе up
In an hour, suttin' got hit back

[Chorus]
I rap about banging on Bush yutes
Cuz' that's what the mandem's on
And bеfore gang stabbed up EMan
The mandem stabbed up Gwopz
I'm on Uxbridge Road, crossing over to Bush
I'm itching to slap this dotts
Oh my gosh, what happened to FDot?
Who the fuck packed him up?
These opp boys keep typing
Come outside, stop hiding
Had the drop on Wayve's crib
But we just couldn't be bothered to drive in
Riding, we're sliding
Double-tap, watch corn start flying
Tell them man, "You can chill right now
But when I'm off tag, it's flying"

[Verse 2]
I'm wicked, I'm wid it', my niggas are viscious
Addicted to drilling, I'm whipping the kitchen
I'm kidding, I'll swing it or give him a minute
He's thinking 'bout dipping, I'll fling it and hit him
Civilians tripping, they're thinking, "Who did it?"
My niggas in prison, the realist I'm missing
Pree, listen, I'm viscious, I'll bring it and ying it
That's diligent militant, sickening, hideous
Drive past, who's that?
Swing shanks, move mad
Big skeng, shoot that
Shotgun, two-taps
The opps don't like us
We already banged on them and all of their friends
And everyone knows I'm a paigon
I beef most other gangs in West

[Chorus]
I rap about banging on Bush yutes
Cuz' that's what the mandem's on
And before gang stabbed up EMan
The mandem stabbed up Gwopz
I'm on Uxbridge Road, crossing over to Bush
I'm itching to slap this dotts
Oh my gosh, what happened to FDot?
Who the fuck packed him up?
These opp boys keep typing
Come outside, stop hiding
Had the drop on Wayve's crib
But we just couldn't be bothered to drive in
Riding, we're sliding
Double-tap, watch corn start flying
Tell them man, "You can chill right now
But when I'm off tag, it's frying"

[Outro]
I rap about banging on Bush yutes
Cuz' that's what the mandem's on
And before gang stabbed up EMan
The mandem stabbed up Gwopz
Oh my gosh, what happened to FDot?
Who the fuck packed him up?