Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
YM Romz
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Ryder, not this again)
Oi
It's YM
Live from the Wok
Soon Home
Free the guys
100 Times
Fuck the waigons
You get it?
You don't wanna see man hop out the dingers
Pop them doors man turn to a sprinter
We had the whole of BG flaming
Gun feds asking who pulled that trigger
Free my bros boxed in on the wing
I feel it for them some real life sinners
Don't try dance in a shubs with a barbie
'Cause you might turn into a swimmer
You don't wanna see man hop out the dingers
Pop them doors man turn to a sprinter
We had the whole of BG flaming
Gun feds asking who pulled that trigger
Free my bros boxed in on the wing
I feel it for them some real life sinners
Don't try dance in a shubs with a barbie
'Cause you might turn into a swimmer
Do it on main roads bait
Civilians watch tell them get out the way
Bally on face when I jump out the car
Cause I ain't tryna catch me a case
My rambo knife unclipped
Do it like tryna bore his face
Man do it in F or BG
I'll do it round south the exact same way
Romz just got in his pack
He pushed that out in less than a day
I just heard bro got bagged
When I heard what for I had a smile on my face
Usain Bolt in the fields
I can't keep up 'Cause I got no pace
If he would've tripped that day
That's casket closed six deep in a grave
Zombie K on my right
My 15 incher glued to my left
tried jumping the fence on Ty
And held that blade to his chest
We got the opps them stressed
They throw gun signs
They ain't got no skengs
He could've held six in the cab
But he got saved by his stab-proof vest
Might just step through their blocks 10 toes
Moretime might peddle right through
YG step with his predator blade
Romz got his I've got mine too
Ty done went to the party for barbies
Came back out with his shank all juiced
Step with sticks we step with ours
Aim for a golden boot when we shoot
You don't wanna see man hop out the dingers
Pop them doors man turn to a sprinter
We had the whole of BG flaming
Gun feds asking who pulled that trigger
Free my bros boxed in on the wing
I feel it for them some real life sinners
Don't try dance in a shubs with a barbie
'Cause you might turn into a swimmer
You don't wanna see man hop out the dingers
Pop them doors man turn to a sprinter
We had the whole of BG flaming
Gun feds asking who pulled that trigger
Free my bros boxed in on the wing
I feel it for them some real life sinners
Don't try dance in a shubs with a barbie
'Cause you might turn into a swimmer
You don't wanna see man hop out the car
No bally on I'm doing it raw
Man try run from me
Like the range from the skeng wont hit you from far
I'm in the South I ain't talking park
Just a little place where the skengs get barked
Crank that shit in my yard
Feds come to raid I was thinking, oh lard
I was thinking oh Jesus
If they found this, how the fuck could I beat this?
Mom said stop keeping secrets
If I told her then she would've been sleepless
But we still gotta hold them beaters
Cock that back if we see them geezers
Hospital bed getting pellets ripped out your body
With tweezers
Toured their block and the strip was vacant
If they was there then they would've got shaven
Or I would've squinted my eyes like an asain
Rise that suen and slap that gauge ting
Slap 2 bells in the brucky
6 In the spin I really ain't fussy
Last time that I slapped it I missed
Next time, they wont be so lucky
You don't wanna see man hop out the dingers
Pop them doors man turn to a sprinter
We had the whole of BG flaming
Gun feds asking who pulled that trigger
Free my bros boxed in on the wing
I feel it for them some real life sinners
Don't try dance in a shubs with a barbie
'Cause you might turn into a swimmer
You don't wanna see man hop out the dingers
Pop them doors man turn to a sprinter
We had the whole of BG flaming
Gun feds asking who pulled that trigger
Free my bros boxed in on the wing
I feel it for them some real life sinners
Don't try dance in a shubs with a barbie
'Cause you might turn into a swimmer
Writer(s): Ym Romz
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