[Intro]
What we drinking? It's F28, baby
GDrive
Father Stack
Mikshapp, you got da sauce
Plugged in with Fumez
Dopesmoke, 67, rest up Itch
(Woosh, woosh free the guys, free the guys)
(Spot and Drop, shoot and deny)
Gang - Live

[Verse: Dopesmoke]
Bro wanna step
Can’t think twice, put rap on hold and get in that ride
Don't swing no arms like Kimbo Slice
Online they're bad, real life they shy
Mentionin’ 30, we did him up twice
Snow got all in his head like lice
We show man about demon time
Suttin' turned ghost on a Halloween night
If it's up, then stuck, what we talkin' about?
Creep through the bush, we ain't walkin' around
Six man dead, we the talk of the town
My old ting's light, new ting's brown
If I catch up, saucin’ it down
Anythin’ K, we ain't sortin’ it out
I can't take no lip from Clapham, are you takin' the piss?
Gang walked it down
Step and step till our feet feel sore
They tryna say that they winnin' the beef
The cheek is peak, go check that score
Everyone knows this war
We put loads of them yutes in morgues
Slip, get clicked or your t-shirt torn
And bro got the hammer like Thor
New Park Road, that’s hammers galore
Home and away, either way gang's scorin'
I ain't even had no shows on thoughts
But gang still doing up tourin'
Spin and spin till the wheels get nauseous
Pause it, how many man went snorkelin'?
We the reason them man keep mournin'
You can't tell me a block we ain't sorted
Bro just put him in the air like Jordan
Don't pull no stunts, cah we ain't on stuntin'
Bro just hit him with a car
Then I see from far, so I creeped and plunged him
Them two man step, watch N1 stuff it
Hop out, bet I see bare man runnin'
Of course, he's cuttin', he knows I'll cut him
Step back, let me load this suttin'
One wrong move and we'll press that button
Three in a year, gang's takin' the piss
We get bored and we're takin' a trip
Pattern my phone, pattern my clothes
Last not least, man pattern them things
He ain't scored no points, I ain't takin' him in
Bars sound good, but he's fakin' the ting
He ain't ever put blade in the skin
Let alone let it the rain or shake in the 6
Get a drop, roll up, let's catch him
Solly tried run, no way, so we packed him
How many man have we got from Clapham?
Spin this coupe, no way I'm on chattings
I'll just hop out the ride and splash it
Back to the block and burn my fabric
I know NutNut's havin' a tantrum
No more Perm at the family gatherings
[Outro]
Fumez the Engineer