Put on the news

[Intro]
Mirica made this one
Zenith
LK
Active Gxng
AG step and leave man stretched
Ay, ay, ay

[Verse 1]
Ay, this a direct message
Post up and posts will come, no invite
Tryna get that heart, if I could twice
Grip two hands on the 12" like midnight (bow, bow)
If I don't ride, surely pigs fly
Ask that prick, I'll tear out his insides
I don't make these songs to incite
I’m just tryna show you my insight
Buck into them and you know we was on site
Back long-knives, chase down ching-ching guys (ching, ching)
The opps ain't got no heart
My own eyes see ten run from one knife
Most of these guys just bad boys online
In rеal life they ain’t been on one ridе (not one)
I’m in the Q3 with S and SY, tryna get away from one time (skrr, skrr)
C2 got away two times
Shh turned pack, it was third time lucky (haha)
Bro got a mask and gun like Berlin
I got a mask and knife like Chucky
Aigon bop, Pop Smoke like Rocky
Bismi'llāh, then load that brucky (ay)
Bad B said fuck her, bae don't give no F’s, she just wan' uck me

[Chorus]
It don't make sense
How you talk smoke and got no smoke?
If I come now, can't call your friend
There's no life-lines on these roads
You might get put on the news at 10
Couldn't throw half of that in post
We got Henny pourin' Henny
Cah his guy got turned to a ghost, yo
I swear me and bro just way to alike
Late night with gang in the ride
Bro said "Come, let's go on a glide“
I was like "Fuck, how you read my mind?“
Ding-dong whips and hunting knifes
When me SY go hunting guys
We circle once, then circle twice
We circled 1st, then we circled Five

[Verse 2]
They just jump on the net and diss me
Give me a drop and I get round quickly
Three man step, tryna leave man six feet
Have the whole borough in section 60
This corn here for a man, no wayo
Get a man down then we get down pickney
There's no way I'll sleep on a vio
Now you got "Long live Shh“ in your bio
Let's glide, I got no chill
These bells come fat like Uncle Phil
12 Gauge short like Carlton
It got chopped, it used to be tall like Will
Juice gets spilled, zoots get billed
Come like Match of the Day
The way we bake in the trap and then glide on drills
Wait for the call like Willy Hill
Or is it a confirmed kill?
Don't catch feelings, we catch bodies
And we don't care how your mum feels
Mask on chinging, grinning
Pray CCTV, don't catch my grills
Fuck peace, rest in piss
It's war, Ceemizz got put in a RAW
See man buckle, fall on the floor
Get bored, scream "Stop, what you tek this for?“
He got ignored and chinged up more
Civilians watch in awe, war is war (oh shit)
Of course my soldiers steppin'
Feel like James when I grip this force
Two in the Q, that's 007
I'm from the 1st and fuck with 7s
If I don't catch him, Greasy get him

[Chorus]
It don't make sense
How you talk smoke and got no smoke?
If I come now, can't call your friend
There's no life-lines on these roads
You might get put on the news at 10
Couldn't throw half of that in post
We got Henny pourin' Henny
'Cah his guy got turned to a ghost, yo
I swear me and bro just way too alike
Late night with gang in the ride
Bro said "Come, let's go on a glide“
I was like "Fuck, how you read my mind?“
Ding-dong whips and hunting knives
When me SY go hunting guys
We circle once, then circle twice
We circled First, then we circled Five
It don't make sense
How you talk smoke and got no smoke?
If I come now, can't call your friend
There's no life-lines on these roads
You might get put on the news at 10
Couldn't throw half of that in post
We got Henny pourin' Henny
'Cah his guy got turned to a ghost, yo

[Outro]
I swear me and bro just way too alike
Mirica mde this one
Bro said "Come, let's go on a glide“
I was like "Fuck, how you read my mind?“
Zenith
LK
We circle once, then circle twice
We circled First, then we circled Five