Cp Tugs (feat. B9)

Ay Madenka, I think that’s the one you know

Come round here, gunned down, pussy

Face of the block, they know it’s me (They know, they know)

Youngest **** doing it, gotta give it to me or G (My brudda)

Real bad boy from the C, I don’t do that lacking stuff

Nah, me I got it on scene

Yuck that down with my rambo knife (Yuck, yuck), or I’ma let it squeeze (Yuck, yuck)

This 3-8 corn will mash up your head back

Know it’s long if you see me in jet black (Bap)

I link F in the morning, by evening I’m on the next pack (Giddy)

Either I’m live on the ends or I’m somewhere tryna set up a next trap (Up shot)

Either I’m live on ends or I’m somewhere tryna set up a next trap

Whoosh, suttin’ got smoked and jooked

You know that we got it on tap

When we step in the Fern, then suttin’ gets cooked

Why did he leave his bro?

I ran my blade and I gave it a push (I did)

It might sound long, if you know what’s good (What’s good)

I gave him a look, I could see that he’s shook (Shook)

Bap, Bap, Bap, this 3-8 specials ruin your insides

Bring out the Trey 8, no it don’t fist fight (Never)

You know that we got it on tap

My youngest charged, better know we don’t think twice (They don’t)

I need me some 9mm. Lugers, I hate when the corn don’t fit right, uhh, uhh, uhh

No, bros on the phone, he’s talking figures (Brr)

He just got him a lick on the Richard (Ha)

He’s in dubs, acting a fool (Dickhead)

Broski ripped him, and then he went missing

GMD with a rusty flick ting

He weren’t so cool when I flicked him, I baked him (Wet that, wet that)

He’s dipped in, broski gripped and necked him (Ha)

Bad boy turned victim (Dickhead)

Hella’ man couldn’t be from the ends (Huh?)

Guaranteed if I rise up a 10 (No, they can’t)

Hubadar when I talk bout’ skengs

They didn’t know how much mashes we got on the ends (You know the ting)

I ain’t one to leave my friends (I’m not)

I’m front line tryna spleeg these gems (Come here)

Doors popping and heartbeats stops (Haha)

Nowadays gotta watch these thots

Tryna stop that car when they saw me in Point

Cah now you’re gonna hear some noise

I got nothing but calls when I chinged their boy

Bap, bap man down in the grey one

I’m in the woods tryna slap this toy

Press shot ting when I caught their artist

My man ran and got hit by a car

30’s a mad man, I knew he was tapped

When he took them *** and he slapped that ***

KMT, I talk way too much

They already know that I’m nuts

When they ran into me, got more than yucked

Luger bells in the back of the truck

I was with S when we both got cut

3 days in a cell really felt like a month

I was sitting in block tryna beat that charge

Aye Mandenka, I think that’s the one you know