[Verse 1 - Frenzo Harami]
It's way deeper than a couple bars
Free my brudda man, he just caught another charge
I've got a few cuts and a couple scars
I'm in Stow with some Jatts and a couple Dhars
Belly fat but I ain't done eating
We got it locked from Ching to Nuneaton
You've got workers but there ain't none eating
Bitch made five bills off of one meeting
I'm sorry for the shame that I brought
They tried run up for the caine that I bought
Bullet in your head man, I'll aim at your thoughts
Tell Ammi that I'm sorry for the pain that I caused
Took a couple L's, it was hit and miss
Early in the morning man, I hit the strip
I give the cocaine a little mix
Three light, one dark, Little Mix

[Hook - Frenzo Harami & JJ Esko]
Frenzo and Esko, told my brudda "Let's go"
London to Leicester, time to let these skets know
Robbed all the shottas and we brang all the Z's home
Buried all the opps, I think they need some more headstones
Let it fly, they wouldn't
Man switch sides, I couldn't
Flick knives, we pull 'em
And the dots coming in wooden
No choice, I made noise
I was letting go of grams
We them brown boys with certain toys
We're plugged in, that's gang
[Verse 2 - JJ Esko]
Everything is normal, we don't put no thoughts behind it
We've been running round with masks way before coronavirus
Went from daggers to Rambos
I went from mashes to Zancos
And we were running them bandos
Fucking running the trap phone
I drink sharab every day, I need dua to keep me safe
Watch the wars I be spraying, I know I laugh but I feel pain
Kick back and I smoke my weed
Thoughts are getting hold of me
Need to triple P, looking like NFT's on OpenSea
Heard a verdict, took it on the chin, I did my three years straight
Packs are flying, I just made a rackers off this Insta page
Forever trying, talking to the plug, I'm tryna innovate
I'm getting high, I'm thinking bout my people that ain't here today
When the going gets tough you know the tough get going
We were running round with hammers on the wing, Jarrod Bowen
I just hold my hands together for my G's, I pray
Cah I'm still making packs fly, PIA

[Hook - Frenzo Harami & JJ Esko]
Frenzo and Esko, told my brudda "Let's go"
London to Leicester, time to let these skets know
Robbed all the shottas and we brang all the Z's home
Buried all the opps, I think they need some more headstones
Let it fly, they wouldn't
Man switch sides, I couldn't
Flick knives, we pull 'em
And the dots coming in wooden
No choice, I made noise
I was letting go of grams
We them brown boys with certain toys
We're plugged in, that's gang