Lyrics
Echo online
Try troll on the net, gang turned that ghost
Do they ride for their friends? I don't know, I don't know
Cairo, ahehehehe
Hxdes on the beat
When we wet Tskeng, made that float
When we wet KB and he lost control
A-U-X
Wet, wet, dash that mash if you shoot like them
Down for the cause, I don't know 'bout bench
And she hates my life 'cah I beef her friends
Laugh out loud, he got hit in his head
SAD, we got unlimited Z's
It was Corrance Road where he met his end
Try troll on the net, gang turned that ghost
Do they ride for their friends? I don't know, I don't know
Third shank on **** nearly sent him home
But he screamed like a bitch on **** Road
When we wet T****, made that float
When we wet **** and he lost control
Brixton Hill where the opps don't go
If you talking packs then we got the most
Wet, wet, dash that mash if you shoot like them
Down for the cause, I don't know 'bout bench
And she hates my life 'cah I beef her friends
Beef, don't sleep, get corn in bed
Laugh out loud, he got hit in his ****
SAD, we got unlimited Z's
It was **** Road where he met his end
Hillside member, score like Wenger
Corn don't think and it has no gender
**** got grated, nothing like cheddar
Shot and missed, shoulda done better
**** ****, still won't get up
**** ****, still won't get up
They ain't scored no points in the field
But they talk online, I can't rate that fella
I can't see me an opp and pass
Life's so short, you can lose it fast
He tried run, never made it far
So I caught his rass and I chinged his c****
Shout Big ****, got hit by the car
Friends on pendants, your bredrin resting
Still don't know which one should I spark
Backroad fishing, don't need no mask
Don't let me fly out the ride in motiona
And leave that soaking, wet like the ocean
Joke ting, **** come too potent
What's this new pack? Big Perm, I smoke it
Roll it, roll it, lean back, toke it
I'm passing circular motion
Same way man circle the opp blocks
Back my ching-ching, jump out and soak it
Buss it, fuck it
Nails on fleek and her shit's so stunning
Attack that block, it's us man coming
Assist that drill with my shank, I swung it
Lambeth maps, us man run it
Out 'til late, no one's coming
GBH, of course I buss it
Attempted M, of course I buss it
Murder case, bussed it, fuck it, shh got done in public
Screamed out, "No", so I kept on plunging
67'K, best change that subject
Upset, **** done and dusted
**** was loud and the G's dem rubbed him
Back to my ish, I'm a hazard in public
Misha's calm, but I beef her cousin
This rambo's digging my skin
It's digging my skin, it's a inconvenience
He got done, tryna act like a eediat
Super spleeging, I leave it leaking
I love big pups, I don't want no reject
Fill that car with the Hillside Demons, I mean it
All of our beef gets seasoned
Written by: C1