[KM]
I'm from that booky side of Birmingham
Chest shots, stabbings and slappings, probably heard of 'em
We won't leave till the clip done
From gangsters to runners, don't get hit by this handgun
I be where the drillers and the trappers be, pull up, it's a casualty
I'm really in the streets, that's why my shawty stays mad at me
Talk on the set, we send back lead and that's naturally
Cock it back and lean and bang the wap casually
[KM]
My youngers will hop out and knock you off your run
Take your chain and your watch, tell me bad boy, what you on?
They're gonna tell you what you're not and then ask you where you're from
Leave you bleeding out your top, corn flying out the Glock
Rubber bands on my money, I'm getting racks now
Your man ain't a shooter, full of lies, he's never clapped rounds
One shot from the barrel skimmed his head, it went waist down
It's a scary sight if you see us circle back round
Got this sweet one, she's calling me a bastard
She just found out how we put two opps in a casket
If we get 'em on the mains, don't get clocked by the cameras
I'm certified, I've been outside, head shot get him cancelled
And I was locked up, blowing my credit to make time fly
The gunman's a failure, watch him shoot, he must be cross-eyed
They throw up gang signs, they ain't been on one glide
We all got blood on our knives and we've crashed bine
[KM]
I'm from that booky side of Birmingham
Chest shots, stabbings and slappings, probably heard of 'em
We won't leave till the clip done
From gangsters to runners, don't get hit by this handgun
I be where the drillers and the trappers be, pull up, it's a casualty
I'm really in the streets, that's why my shawty stays mad at me
Talk on the set, we send back lead and that's naturally
Cock it back and lean and bang the wap casually
[Booter Bee]
I'm from that booky side of Huddersfield, I left that place very hot
Shh to shh and I burst off on any block
Let me see shh, I won't let him off
Shot him with the twelve but unfortunately my man never dropped
Drive by, you might see me hanging out the whip
Got my rapper name jumping out, banging off my stick
Turn my office to a trap, put a mattress in that bitch
Fuck rap, if it don't work I got packs for me to flip
Denzel Washington, I stepped out two guns up
We put bullets through windows and shoot mums up
Don't be rapping like you're greazy, I shoot for fun
We rap the same shit, it's different when you use your touch
We're where the drillers and the trappers be
Pull up, it's a casualty, I'll lock the whole road off casually
Big waps with a bag of teeth
He thought he's charged up, I jumped out, hit him with the battery
[KM]
I'm from that booky side of Birmingham
Chest shots, stabbings and slappings, probably heard of 'em
We won't leave till the clip done
From gangsters to runners, don't get hit by this handgun
I be where the drillers and the trappers be, pull up, it's a casualty
I'm really in the streets, that's why my shawty stays mad at me
Talk on the set, we send back lead and that's naturally
Cock it back and lean and bang the wap casually
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