[Kwengface]
I closed my eyes and I can't stop dreamin' (No)
Tryna dodge my demons (Woo)
I had a nice dream that they bust these squeeze's old door and they gave him his freedom (Free 'em up)
I had the next dream that I caught me opp boy, yucked, kept on bleedin' (Yucked)
Yo, pick up your bro, don't leave him
I couldn't do that, 'round there that's treason
Two hands on when I fly this skeng (Brrah)
Get slapped with the nine and M (Scratch mixed it)
That one's a mad ting, bro with the skeng then you might get skenged (Bah)
I got supply in the mornin', Peck's I'm hot so it's O where I fly these plebs (OT)
On the lurk tryna find these gems, I miss so I'm out tryna slide again
PS, let's grip man's soul (Let's go)
Or just whip them poles like skid then go like shit them bro (Brrah)
Zone 2 Peck's, oh yes, even aunties and them kids, them know (Oi, oi)
Show, Max-O gave him a neck shot in his neck dot, did he swim or float?
I wake up, think nuttin' but juggy (Woo)
Backstrap this cookie (Ay, ay)
This ting is pissed 'cause I hit and I skid, gave her the one then doolie
Them man ain't nuttin, they ain't stay for nuttin' (No)
They don't wanna dance and boogie (No)
Opp block flex, swing that ting to your head
But I ain't givin' out noogies
Fly them birds and the jones look silly
[Kwengface & PS Hitsquad]
Get rocked, no milli
Man get dutt no filly, for-really
Us man run this city
Tryna get rich of stream and bitties (Woo)
Golden one, she pretty (Ay, ay), golden one, she pretty (Ay)
Yo, all tryna be my missy (Ay, come 'ere)
Don't be silly (Ay, ay), get rocked, no milli (Woo)
Man get dutt no filly, for-really
Us man run this city
Tryna get rich of stream and bitties (Woo)
Golden one, she pretty (Ay, come 'ere), golden one, she pretty (Ay, come 'ere)
All on me tryna be my missy (Ay, Hitsquad baby)
[PS Hitsquad]
Look, man get G-O-T, tryna make man see G-O-D (Oh, shit)
Shootin's like C-O-D, where's GB? Turned P-O-T (Thirteen)
Trap, I been OT, I just link pack for 3-on-3 (Ring)
Slap, I been OG, I hop in the back, I see those meeks (Who's dat?)
P-O-P, I'm holdin' it down (Down), Hitsquad rollin' around (Hitsquad baby)
Ching man down, he's rollin' around (Ching, ching)
Give him a parcel, smokin' him down (Ay, wettin' him)
Blacked out in a black man suit
I back my bruce and he backs man too (Gang way)
Hitsquad, hashtag two
Still tryna leave man hashtag zoots (Switch it)
Spin it, man move wicked, I jump out quick and said do up your chest (Chest shot)
Frigid, my index itches, I back that pivot, you know what's next (Brrah, bah)
Chat shit, what you talk 'bout Willis?
You know man's wit' it, you know man steps
Ride out 'til there's no one left
Do it like Alan Sugar, I point my finger, man get fired (Woof)
Stepped in, a man get's tired (Tiny weather)
Hitsquad baby (Play you, lay you), Smoke Boys in my section (Smoky)
Swift, I came with my bredren (Who's dat?)
Smith, he came with wesson (Treyway)
Pissed, I aim and press him (Bah)
I bet you teach them on a lesson
[Kwengface]
Get rocked, no milli
Man get dutt no filly, for-really
Us man run this city
Tryna get rich of stream and bitties (Woo)
Golden one, she pretty (Ay, ay), golden one, she pretty (Ay)
Yo, all tryna be my missy (Ay, come 'ere)
Don't be silly (Ay, ay), get rocked, no milli (Woo)
Man get dutt no filly, for-really
Us man run this city
Tryna get rich of stream and bitties (Woo)
Golden one, she pretty (Ay, come 'ere), golden one, she pretty (Ay, come 'ere)
All on me tryna be my missy (Ay, ay, ay)
[ Big Ryde]
Shoutout to 2's, my bruh
They the UK, active in this bitch
Uh, long time PS, yeah?
This one's called Zoo Rock
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