67 - Family First (LD, Dimzy) lyrics

[Verse 1: LD] Nearly got me a next case Had a 4 and a half, shot weight and it turned to a fed chase I ain't tryna' stop this grind give a f** what the met say Bro put Star on road and Danny on street like press play You can try beef man it don't matter Get bread then invest in hammers My tenants on the work with spanners These 4 4 spins don't jam up Anywhere my guys pull up, crash, dash, suttin got mash up 4 4 spin, 6 live corn leave every bone mash up Got 6 in my heart I was 6 from the start Girls can't act prestige like they don't know gang when they know who we are I ain't seen bro in long but I know he's good and he's somewhere far Anywhere you see man, park, I'm just letting man know there's smoke in the car Drill a man then it's back to the par [Verse 2: Dimzy] Free 1 shot k**, they can't stop them clocks G money got gwap like tesco tills and corner shops Bro put flathead ones in the 4's and man gone skrr and crash it at opp's Big bells in that dot's, them bells are big as coming like Ross Snoop's came home and he's back to the bando Tracksuits, bank rolls and stuff f** a losses, nuttin to us man bring out the skengs and take all your grub Chases, money, I can't get enough And these feds wanna put me in cuffs We f** up this music ting and now all these girls wanna call me love Feds tryna do me and put me in cuffs I love the streets, I give my estate hug's I love the beef when it season's up Cos we fry it down with these things and stuff We don't play no games at all He got chinged, must of thought man's 4's He got smoked when that 4 door pulled He tried to run but he tripped and falled