[Intro: Backroad Gee]
Big business no Mickey Mouse business
Tell the juvey dem leave no witness
Be prepared and be scared

[Chorus: Backroad Gee & Kwengface]
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Lean, flex
You know that the guns get pressed
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Lean, flex
You know that the guns get pressed
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends

[Verse 1: Backroad Gee & Kwengface]
Which one we selecting?
Outside man get it
Man don't bend it like Beckham
Dawg its straight when I send it
It get messy on the pitch
Make man duck and dive
Darrgy you know I brang it
Put the juvi's on the roof
Outside man's the truth, no ones bulletproof
Yoo if you buss your gun, salute
Grrrap, bap shoot
I'm in the bando facetimin' a sweet one
And I got the peng ting throwing up two
Two pop-pop in a rucksack
If I slap that, that's you and your bruce
I ain't tryna squash this beef, man still tryna get you, you, and then you
[Chorus: Backroad Gee & Kwengface]
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Lean, flex
You know that the guns get pressed
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Lean, flex
You know that the guns get pressed
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends

[Verse 2: Kwengface & Backroad Gee]
Look, drug onda the stove, man's bubblin', bubblin'
OT trips tryna double it
I'm on the opp block tryna SAD, any opp get spot, lean and rubble it
Peng ting, she loves this view (Ay come 'ere)
I tapped it, P tapped it
Brownskin one kinda loves this group
Ay, don't you know that's true?
Of course it's true
You know what a MAC-MAC do, man bruck it two and bring it on you
Am I my brother's keeper, yes I am
Crime part, that's not where I look back
Habada mukhtar, make it slap
Ha, we gon' make it slap
Take it there and bring it back
Yo, I just fly out the ride like "Bro, what's goodie?"
I try wet my man in his chest and neck, I just see fluff come out his hoodie
Ay yo, what's goodie?
I was doin' home visits back then darggie, I was outside of your guri
Tell a man back up darrg, got [?] (Bow), she move
[Chorus: Backroad Gee & Kwengface]
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Lean, flex
You know that the guns get pressed
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Woosh it, Press
The hand ting long, now we're there
Lean, flex
You know that the guns get pressed
I do this shit for my set
It's us that turn up the ends