Gangland (feat. Belly Squad)

Runnin' from the boys in blue, all I hear is nee-naw nee-naw

Runnin' from the motherfuckin' boys in blue, all I hear is nee-naw nee-naw

The boydem caught my brothers movin' loose, goin' up and down like a seesaw

Ever since I got them icy jewels, trust me, I need more, need more

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland

Alright, rap game, it's a piece of cake

Young bull call shots like Theresa May

Said she saw a **** pull up in a French gilet

Chucka, chucka, tell a broke girl, "¡Ándale!"

When I'm in the five, prolly doin' doughnuts in the whip

Ghetto fab unless I got my zoobie in the pic

Young boy spent a pretty penny on the kicks

Big bro said he blew a monkey on the wrist

Don't you know about guns and butter?

Take a call and make Suge Knight come up

That your chick? I had her last summer

Find a girl with bad bitch antennas

No ziggy, all these **** wanna be like me

Fuck bad B's, Roc-A-Fella G like me

Price increase, couldn't spend a night with me

Night with T, we fuckin' up a cheque with ease

Runnin' from the boys in blue, all I hear is nee-naw nee-naw

Runnin' from the motherfuckin' boys in blue, all I hear is nee-naw nee-naw

The boydem caught my brothers movin' loose, goin' up and down like a seesaw

Ever since I got them icy jewels, trust me, I need more, need more

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland

I've been high and I've been low

I'm in the booth makin' moves while my **** move kilos

Doesn't matter what you see, bro

It gets slippy 'round here, send somethin' through your keyhole

She said never wanna meet though

Now she throw it for some points like I just took a free throw

And me jawns all pre-rolled

Just the the ting one time and she wanna gimme, yeah

I ain't really got the time, what's the pattern?

You won't really catch me ravin' 'cause I'm stackin'

We do the most, we doin' loads

They say they do the road? Ooh, nah, ain't nothin' happen

I can't lie, got mad tick for the obbo

My brothers them set trends, no, we don't follow

Got a barny from west London and she swallow

My brothers them live life, you ain't promise tomorrow

Lifestyle gangland gangland

And now my ex wanna know like I'm Santan

No games 'round here, this ain't hangman

You're just a sad man who's never been a bad man

You're talkin' all of this smoke, little mad man

Heard you don't get no gyal, a proper sad man

Next thing Snappin' my phone, tryna add man

Brown and bougie like that, too bad, man

Runnin' from the boys in blue, all I hear is nee-naw nee-naw

Runnin' from the motherfuckin' boys in blue, all I hear is nee-naw nee-naw

The boydem caught my brothers movin' loose, goin' up and down like a seesaw

Ever since I got them icy jewels, trust me, I need more, need moree

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland

Guns go bang bang, lifestyle gangland