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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fumez The Engineer
Fumez The Engineer
Performer
Twin S
Twin S
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Twin S
Twin S
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TR The Producer
TR The Producer
Producer

Lyrics

Aye, anyting, anyone, anywhere
Man know, I'm ACG to the end
I separate the boys from the men
Free the Conspiracy Squad
Shouts-out Fumez The Engineer on this Plugged In
**** know (Grrt)
Turn left, turn right
I see that boy walk into the shop, so I park up there
I'll lean back low and switch off the lights
If I get this right, oh my, oh my
I watched him talk online
I can't believe that I finally found him
Fuck this shit, just hop out the ride
I watched that boy get hit
Akh, he cried like a bitch
I stepped in the club and shorty clocked me
Tapped her friend like, "Yo, that's Twin"
I manage the block like Jurgen Klopp
If I get that drop, that prick gets hit
I was the skinniest guy in jail
But me and my twin still ran that wing
I heard them opps tried come to the ends
(What?)
Ayy, Dizz, circle the block
I'll make sure them boys don't come here again
Everyone talks 'bout bootings
Tell me one time they slapped that skeng
(Bow)
The first time I slapped that mash
It gave me butterflies, gave me chills
I knew I could never be the same again
I put it in drive, fling that right
I tape that strip, that's light (Aye)
I caught that guy, he ducked
And dived then went on the net and he lied (Liar)
They ain't took none of my guys
*smoke*, I'm feelin' alive
I roll 'round there, I don't care
I saw him there so I'm doin' it there (Now)
I went outta town for a bit
I came back with a souvenir
My bredrin still on bootings, even though he's a millionaire (PB)
I brandished the wap broad day on the mains
I let them pussios know we're here
I'll kill for H, I'll kill for Dizz (Kill 'em)
I'll kill for Rambzi and Sav
'Cah we caught that **** enough to Trizz (Free)
We don't splash and brag, I love it, but sometimes
Let me just talk my shit (Bap, bap, bap)
I went jail for murder attempt
Got offered a deal, I told my counsel
"Look, I'd rather die than snitch"
I swear that's my man (Huh), and he finally showed his face (Let's go)
Aye, chill, don't make this bait
If I get this right, he'll meet his mates
I got a wap and stolen plates, told bro "Just park up there and wait"
They know about S and H
Ask the opps, they know my face
I done a thousand days in the wok
Shorty knows that my aura makes it bait
That I run my block (I'm a boss)
It was S and H that done it
They know who it is, go check them blogs (Trust)
We both hopped out on the paigons, lookin' at two
He thinks he's buggin'
He thinks he's dreamin'
He's losin' the plot
I'm Twin from Beckton
Akh, I put in that work (Bow)
Sleight of hand and steady aim
I upped that pole and I touched them perks
(Bap, bap)
I sighted an opp, but I gotta be quick
'cah H might get there first (My brother)
We've done it a hundred times, I know, I know
I know it's gettin' absurd
They thought that I planned it (Huh?)
They don't know it was random
I just hopped out the ride and * (Bap)
Now, it's on the news, it's a mad ting
Roll 'round there, four deep on a gang ting
My **** Skankz ain't skankin' (My ****)
We caught like four of them boys in *
They were runnin' round like some wankers
If I lose that battle, I'm still gonna win that war (Trust, trust, trust)
Cross that border, climb that wall
If I get 'round there, best shut them blinds and close that door
It's S or H or H or S, I rise that hammer like Thor (Baow)
They know that I'm gettin' this money
But they know that my heart's still stuck, knees-deep in the cause
I * my man in the * (Facts)
And now, my man walks with a sling (Facts)
I hit my man in his * (Facts)
And now, my man walks with a limp (Facts)
That yute got * in his back (Bow), that was courtesy of my
I bucked * and he ran (Facts)
And I ain't seen him since (Haha-haha-haha-haha)
Written by: Twin S
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