(Hook)
Verse 1
Its Crazy Times 2 get ready for the new one
This ones banging, come with a cannon
Most man know i'm a loose one
I've been away for the last 4 years bruvs
Tell me, what have you done?
Nothing!
Who have you spun?
Nobody, are you serious
Go ahead Jonathan, jog on do one!
Im back its time to get gruesome
Your'e wack your times overdue son
On my own i'll tell your whole crew come
One 16 will get your whole crew spun
On point accurate spray like a new gun
I'll put my hand in my waist
Looking for weed, you best believe
You're so shuck, that is enough to make two run (?)
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Verse 2
p**y, calm down dont act like your bursting
Im on arms do you know what i'm curling
Dressed in a hood with a stick like Merlin
Big 45 have your bredrins hurling
187, straight up earth him
This ones wavey, hear how im surfing
You wanna catch up, keep on working
Wait til you done couple bookings in Berlin
Glastonbury, V Festival and a big tour then tell me 'bout merking
You don't know me my styles like (Marshall/Martial)
And my styles are martial ask Mervin
I'm down like Daniel Brown
Ill wrap this back on your head
Turban
Don't gwarn like you won't get a pounding
Rudeboy I ain't talking about sterling
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Verse 3
Alright thats enough of the name calling
Cause you'll get air and I ain't all in
Don't try and act hard cause your mates walk in
My man are hard, they brought tings
Your mandem are air just bare talking
All night in the dance and the bought drinks
Sweating up dry mouth looking for links
Wagwan for cologne have you heard 'bout lynx
Money talks, bullsh** walks
I guess that's why fam your whole crew stinks
Get to the dance, cop two bottles
Both of them mine none one of them pimps
Each to the own, that's how we roll
We all see food, no lobster or shrimp
Shotting in the ends or go to country
Moneys gotta run no bath or sink
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