7.62 (feat. LD)

My bro put a boy on the news that was '04

From long we had the opp block trending

Now they're putting up pics and captions

Like that there's gonna bring back there bedrins

When the SK stock gets extended

We're really gonna see who's real and pretending

To be a roadman weren't my intentions

But I been stuck since primary detention

We put 7.62's in the handting (Woi)

That one beat on a next ting

We put the 7.62s in the banana clip

Drako with the brown on the end bit

Golf R with a two-litre engine, which block bro?

Do you have some suggestions?

Let's lurk, we can take it there

In skengs we trust, that's me and my bedrins

Let's go, let's roll, who's got the petrol?

Where the plates at bro? Can't let the feds know

If you jump on a glide gotta try your best though

We in a stolen ride can't take the metro

When the nine-pence beat, you can hear the echo

Riding round four waps up in the ghetto

Miami Beach with a clear-see through extendo

Or the G17 in Sacramento

Assisted works and I did it

Gonorrah life, man live it

Jail I rid it, 134 get wid it

We throw them racks, they drill it

They wreckless wid it

Twenty-five shots in my rag, 32 in my lap in the 'aigon flats

Have you ever taped off a flat

And your car conks out tryna make it back? (It's mad)

It's a madting, alie?

The adrenaline after you shank up a guy

The 'Retta did press over humps on accident twice

Izzy on FaceTime nine matching with mine

He got shanked up, he got actually fried

Don't kill my vibe and get me angry tonight

Pass me the pipe, I pipe up and dash him the bine

Bring my knife up and slice from his back to his

Grrr, grr, grr, baow!

You hold alla dat bine

Eject the clip, the mash gotta hole in its side

Think you got a back bone, I'll put a hole in that spine

The back door buss if the bread right

Keep killers round me and their feds right

How dare a man talk on me

When a man got bun and all now he can't get right?

Get back, cainrows

Neck backs, main road

Undertaker rain coats

They spray it when I say so

You ain't ever been parro from the plain clothes

Divert the M, gotta go on the A roads

You ain't ever had to dash from the plain clothes

X5 loose the PR and lay low

380's or 44 longs

GP 9's got more than one

The 25's there, the important ones

But I do like the blue steel 41

100 bine ain't never enough

Selection of waps still readying up

Bro hit him once, didn't shell him enough

So we circled back tryna boy, boy

Jump out the car like oi, oi

This twelve gauge ain't no toy, oi

This twelve gauge ain't no amateur

It put fifteen man on a board, woi

Is it on sight? Of course, oi

Is it on sight? Of course, boy

I don't even talk too much, just know

My bro put a boy on the news that was '04

From long we had the opp block trending

Now they're putting up pics and captions

Like that there's gonna bring back there bedrins

When the SK stock gets extended

We're really gonna see who's real and pretending

To be a roadman weren't my intentions

But I been stuck since primary detention

We put 7.62's in the handting (Woi)

That one beat on a next ting

We put the 7.62s in the banana clip

Drako with the brown on the end bit

Golf R with a two-litre engine, which block bro?

Do you have some suggestions?

Let's lurk, we can take it there

In skengs we trust, that's me and my bedrins