[Intro]
LS Beats

[Chorus: Double M, Bankz]
I'm gettin' hit with a total wipeout
I ain't talking the TV show
Man get hit with the wap like Lydon
Jump in the ride and whizz it for bro
Man get grub for the low
Got love for the plug when he brings in bulks
It used to be buds, no green like Hulk
And now, it's just bits of both
All the risk I've took for the prof'
One more move then it's back to the prosecution
Tryna put me in locks
Like Lincoln Burrows, stuck in the Serco
Tryna break out of this box
Told them kids I might have Rice Krispies
But I still got them Coco Pops
Pull up on a opp, I'm lettin' it off

[Verse 1: Double M]
Buck it and drop, I swear I don't need it (No, I don't)
In the whip with my rambo knife
What elsе do I need to leave man bleedin'?
And I don't get round on my Js
That's mе and my mates, tryna leave mums grievin'
Pop that door, why's hella man speedin'?
I'm tryna leave serious leakage
I ain't talking no exclusive
If you slap Tiny a wap, he'll jump on the ped
And he's doing a bootin' (Bap time)
Slap that corn 'till he's toothless
Or we hop out with a shank and juice it (Pow)
We're live in the streets like Kenny
You don't wanna hear a Big Bang, no Penny (No, you don't)
Man lick off your head like henny
It's gonna get ugly just like Betty (Real quick)
Grab a stolen whip then plate it
Now, I gotta fill up the dings with petty
Grab a stolen whip then plate it
Now, I gotta fill up the dings with petty
[Chorus: Double M, Bankz]
I'm gettin' hit with a total wipeout
I ain't talking the TV show
Man get hit with the wap like Lydon
Jump in the ride and whizz it for bro
Man get grub for the low
Got love for the plug when he brings in bulks (In bulks)
It used to be buds, no green like Hulk
And now, it's just bits of both (Bits of both)
All the risk I've took for the prof'
One more move then it's back to the prosecution
Tryna put me in locks (No way)
Like Lincoln Burrows, stuck in the Serco
Tryna break out of this box
Told them kids I might have Rice Krispies
But I still got them Coco Pops (Uh-ha)
Pull up on a opp, I'm lettin' it off (Bow)

[Verse 2: Bankz]
Most hated block, 'cah we're known to attend them drops (Let's go)
Put 2 in the sawn off dots
Now, I'm on the opp block, don't slip at the broth (Don't slip)
Everyone's bad till a wap gets backed
Now, you wish you stuck playing COD
And I swear I'm sick of the chat
'Cause **** got stabbed and **** got shot (Shh)
But let me just switch it, samurais swords or rambos
If not that, I step with my flick ting
And I've said it before, you ain't ready for war
Your heart ain't with it
And bro said "Bankz you ain't learn"
'Cah I keep on burning those bridges on a quick ting
I tell him "I can't be home from the concrete jungle"
And know such thing is (What's that?)
And if you're upset that your bredrin's dead
Grab a shovel and go start diggin' (Huha)
None of my n***as been packed
So I don't understand how you neeks are winnin'
Told gang "Deffo ain't losin'"
Told bro put 2 in the broom stick
This long nose ain't dishing out mucus
Free TD, he was way too ruthless
I can tell you 'bout being on the pitch
Next thing on the wing, got me feelin' like Lucas
Me, Nyla, Pat and Tony
Everything smokey, see us cruisin'
Fuck a nightclub, rather Whipple like Bob
Got me feelin' like Isaac Newton
Got me feelin' like Isaac Newton
[Chorus: Double M, Bankz]
I'm gettin' hit with a total wipeout
I ain't talking the TV show
Man get hit with the wap like Lydon
Jump in the ride and whizz it for bro
Man get grub for the low
Got love for the plug when he brings in bulks
It used to be buds, no green like Hulk
And now, it's just bits of both
All the risk I've took for the prof'
One more move then it's back to the prosecution
Tryna put me in locks (No way)
Like Lincoln Burrows, stuck in the Serco
Tryna break out of this box
Told them kids I might have Rice Krispies
But I still got them Coco Pops
Pull up on a opp, I'm lettin' it off, pow