[Hook: Merky ACE]
T-shirt with a stain on
Gravestone with your name on when it's flame on
Headback buss, squirting juice, not pus
Face fly, eating dust, in Tree I trust
For any one of them, I'll do that stuff
If you think you're rough then ting is a must
I ain't tryna hold back, pick up the bally
And ride and smoke that, I ain't tryna cuss
[Verse 1: Merky ACE]
I don't wanna write, I just wanna rap
Blaze skeng on the night
Come through on a hype on a big bike
Beep and skrrr, them man ain't on our side, get hurt
Gyal dem feeling the team, so they flirt
Cats dem holla cuh man ah got dirt
Me, T and J, we be doing dirt
New tee anti, go with the shirt
New tee and shift man on the works
Me, T and MI and Splurt
Plotting on something, his belly did hurt
If I've got that ting and he says that word
Guess what? You're getting burst
Bun up, every day run up
If we see a pagan, temper's a tun up
Roll with the darg but I'm worse when I one-up
[Hook: Merky ACE]
T-shirt with a stain on
Gravestone with your name on when it's flame on
Headback buss, squirting juice, not pus
Face fly, eating dust, in Tree I trust
For any one of them, I'll do that stuff
If you think you're rough then ting is a must
I ain't tryna hold back, pick up the bally
And ride and smoke that
[Verse 2: Tre Mission]
Know what it is
n***as don't know what it is
Real n***as know what it ain't
No lie, I swear
All-black, put in my work
Dirt, you know what is
Don't care what it was
n***as better know what it is
Real n***as know what I'm on
No lie, I skate
If a n***a moving bait
One two move, then I'm gone
I ain't new to the road
This stick is immune to the cold
Real n***as stay true to the code
No tunes for the bold
Man ah move loose at the pole
And the money recoups [?]
These loops in the holes
n***as still losing the flow
So we jump out, shoot, then we go
Blew two, n***a, whoa
From the other side of the road
My n***as ride in the cold
[Verse 3: Cadell]
New meaning, same solo movements
Do road with a coat and an exclusive
Slide right through, left man with two bruises
He wiped down two tulips
Real recognise real, so keep your eyes peeled
You've got a little money, do you wanna ride still?
Course not, get a young boy, bill a line, then walk off
Tryna find out where to wrap a next raw box
They don't really talk much perfect
Catch me backseat swerving
Need to put my Great Gatsby work in
Not man v. food, strap v. person
I been looking at alternates
They think I don't know what a curb is
Like I wasn't tryna bring the whole curb in
After 3 Is the New 6
Guarantee they let the third in
Already hotlining, front-paging
I'll front your work, I'll do you a favour
I might have a new distribution
Ring me up, I'll make you a major
I'm gonna die when I die
So I don't really care about older or braver
Anyone can go for a wager
And I don't know how my night's gonna end
But my life ain't made up
Needed to go, so I stacked, then I saved up
Spread that, made it back, brought her make-up
Tried that, but I might chill in Jamaica
Chill with some real life [?]
Know where I come from, still where I come from
Real where I come from
Copper and steel for the dum dums
I don't want a wheel, I want four
So I can hop out the sliding doors