Ayy ayy ayy, s7 run it up

Rvchet, so we move and get ratchet

You know, a good magicianNever reveals his secrets

Yo, look

Hot like lava, slap on my balaclava

Good luck ′cause karma's a bitch

Wait till it′s gone past six

When the sun goes down

Then your body armour gets ripped

Hot like lava, slap on my balaclava

Good luck 'cause karma's a bitch

Yo

Although i′m hot like lava, slap on my balaclava

Goood luck ′cause karma's a bitch

Wait till it′s gone past six

When the sun goes down

Then your body armour gets ripped

Hot like lava, slap on my balaclava

Good luck 'cause karma′s a bitch

Wait till it's gone past six

When the sun goes down

Then your body armour gets ripped

Get back gang, we′re the gbg's

Deliverin' shots at the dpd

Bro′s in the field like kdb, put s1 in my rizzla, ocb

I′m bangin' it off till a opp get′s leaky

Got my wap on me, i'm gassed

Opps see me, their face changed like 3d

I′m smokin' on one and it got me thrashed

Can′t switch on my batch if you paid me

Like c biz, better take off the safety

From the gunsmoke, baby

You ran in your local jd's screamin' out

"Bossman, save me, bossman, save me

Bossman, save me"

Get g checked if your energy shaky

Don′t don′t be next, got rid of one lately

I know that the opp

Boys hate me

I won't die for nyash, you must be crazy

Don′t get head, top boy like jamie

I'm a gun+man, little man don′t make me

Live in the streets and the other side hate me

Skeleton ap, money don't phase me

I slip (yeah) hundred racks at eighteen (grrt)

I woulda been stuck in the trap

Or fuck knows where if rap came and save me

Although i′m hot like lava, slap on

My balaclava, good luck 'cause karma's a bitch

Wait till it′s gone past six

When the sun goes down then

Your body armour gets ripped

Hot like lava, slap on my balaclava

Good luck ′cause karma's a bitch

Wait till it′s gone past six when

The sun goes down then your

Body armour gets ripped

Touch one of mine, get pissed, no bladder

Man+man+man's not hot like dapaah

Circle the o, tryna catch me a rapper

They can call me the farm block lapper

Lap on me, walalo blacked out like panther

Twist this blade, juice spilt like fanta

And we got dem toys like santa,

No banter when i grip on the hammer

Send shots ′round on a quick ting (yeah)

In my balls, you know i got a flick ting (flick)

Ayy, dip dip dip that victim

Jump out, slap it (grrt)

Of course, that hit him

Red flags from the damage

Inflicted with the landlords

And the block got evicted

Can't stop and it might get addictive

We break rules and a man keep snitchin′

I get high, i don't need a ghost writer

Lemme get rizz, lemme get grinder

Quick backstrap, bro pass me the lighter

Tell the young g "go top off the lyca"

Don't be next, but it′s life for the timer

Back my shank, start rippin′ designer

If he never woke up, it woulda been nicer

Adrenalin rush got me grippin' tighter

My shank is long, you can measure

Dip man down like i′m diggin' for treasure

Duckin′ down opps, i ain't doin′ no leisures

Bare d+mn, doin' this shit for the pleasure

No shank then i'm throwin′ up fists

I′m mcgregor, roll my wap

Gotta slap on my leather

Back in the days, we were all together

But i'll shake and change like a london weather

Line up my man, i know he don′t like man

I'll take whatever he got

Partyin′ with them and then givin' us drops

Stay, we stay schemin′ like rick ross

I am what i am, r.i.p king von

I fuck her with my mask on then i'm gone

Paper with the queen's face on top

Rolex, president, all big boss

Although i′m hot like lava

Slap on my balaclava

Good luck ′cause karma's a bitch

Wait till it′s gone past six

When the sun goes down

Then your body armour gets ripped

Hot like lava, slap on my balaclava

Good luck 'cause karma′s a bitch

Wait till it's gone past six

When the sun goes down then

Your body armour gets ripped