RV x Headie One Behind Barz

One, rv Headie one, starish ent OFB Go grab them Free all the G-G's, free the mandem Link up TV behind barz 17 One, the realist Tottenham I'm a savage Had a chance to kill RV but he panicked Pulled out a burner on me But he couldn't slap it Either that 'ting was a rebore or I did magic But right now everything tragic My retaliation rate is rapid (gne) Anytime I get that drop Step 'round there with that mop Mum saw me leave my yard with my mask on, she asked when will it stop? And I told her never Out here applying that pressure Real gun driller, no Trevor Bag full of bells and it's looking like treasure Link for the AM on the east and I'm on the Way back with the Mitchells, no Peggy (Peggy) 90 in the M's for the readdies, invest in a speshy (Speshy) Headie One trying to roll on that land like Kelly We was doing anything green get shelly Still do it like I did it with Tug O War (Shook) Bad B come to the Niz for the D, we ain't gotta go Potters Bar Two hands on a hefty, freeze, all I gotta do is lock my arms We was 16 when we had the opp block looking like Tour de France Assist bro like a through ball I done it and I left no trace, that's why they think I do juju Feds said I can't be with Headz; this is my freedom I'm risking Big rambo or the flick 'ting Or I'll take knife from the kitchen (one) Tryna grab that yute I've been itching Wet man's throat like he's drinking (ay) No immigration, I'll dip him They love me in Tottenham like chick king .44 long holds six in Put tools in the ride and drive like something needs fixing RV, I've never been a victim Try run up on gang, what the fuck were they thinking? (one) Shh beat corn out the whip and they all blew on some crip ting Weighing up all these grams, and I ain't needing no ruler Gone half a day in the T' and I'm Feeling like could've brought the re back sooner All this nigga know is money, port land doing drug deals and Jummah How many times did I run up in cells and have To get man down with the tuna? (get him down) Real gunners in my hood I'll say that with my chest that's without the puma (aye) I can't have beef with these losers I'm really out here needing new bells for this Luger Them man need a computer They want me- They want me in court again going at it again with a prosecutor Fuck all of my opps, man I can't wait till we link up Shoot on your block with the canon but I never came there with link up Don't involve my name with no mix-up Pole on my waist, got my 'ting tucked Have your mum putting flower by your grave while Pouring that liquor like she waved that drink up Stepped in holding my burner, looking like Statue of Liberty Feds want this rapper in the bin, but I can't let them litter me I get shit popping When I was on the wing like Robben Chef one yout' in his face, now he's got a scar like Ribery I'm really taking these risks That's nothing but latex from my fingertips to my wrist Think everything crisp 'til I'm Running that down tryna give him this ching Lean out the ride trying to spray man's Head back like I just finished his trim All those times I came to induction I pray to the Lord I was bringing this wing Still got my jail shank, that have been in the gym And I can tell you about the maddest of losses I put all of my bread in the T', and I had 70p in my pocket My nose blocked from coughing I spent that last change there on lockets Bruck down Vauxhall or Mazda Bag full of shells, not pasta All of this gun smoke, I think it's affecting my asthma I got two of each cause the food was cheap like ASDA I got keeping making these sales, I trap like my line's got cancer Food's not dead like Whitney or Bobby, got Kim K or Kanye West You ain't take a loss when you been up Conny, then you ain't had a hard days yet Young G's in the ride with the Shotty-they ain't even passed their test Had all these opp boys keep running From me, it's a shame you ain't fast as 'dem They said I'm stepping out farm that's nonsense Headie One been on that block in my Sliders, Air Force, Air Max, Jordans Moretime Headie One gripping on Spinners and dottys and autos and choppers You can't afford to see man in a bruck down Focus My little nigga's got an obsession with pokings Six man with their shanks out, got the gang looking like Logan These niggas know my head back good And I can leave your head back open Them man are snakes, man are cobras Interview rooms like their singing along to Frozen Normal Drillers and Trappers out now Jugg out now Favourite rapper's favourite rappers Fuck the opps One