P110, Trendsetter, USG
You know who it is
Listen, Yo
No way out the system
I think its time to live with it
Im a big man with the strap, nah
I ain't a kid with it
So you won't see me
Cheddar bobbin up my sh*t with it
You see me on the strip with the sh*t
With the extra clip with it
Listen
I'm ready to get it popping
You know me G
Don't give a F*ck about nothing
If it's beef, then its beef
It is what it is
I'll just run up to your whip with the 5th
And let it spit
Bang!
Start popping up your sh*t
Running up with 9 mils
Take the lock off
Let it lick
I'll treat the sh*t like champagne
I'll let it pop off, like the lid
I don't care if you're a dad
I'll let the Glock off at your kid, listen
Its best you switch it up
Listen, You'll be surprised how
These little things be lifting n*ggas up
Im talking 5 inch barrel. 45 Calibre
11 in the clip, i'm aiming at ya to ma**acre
Look, i'm getting back at ya
Look, i'm about to slap at ya
I'm in your mums house
Holding you hostage, with the strap to ya
Think its all talk
Until i actually clap at ya
And now you're on the floor from a slug
The sh*t splattered ya, listen
No strap, i'm still attacking ya
I'll shank a n*gga up
Or punch him up i ain't just slapping ya
Look, if you need boying, its beef
Of course im backing ya
But most man ain't backing ya
They'll watch man just batter ya
None of that where im from
You ain't backing me then f*ck off
'cus im the first there with the ting
Ready to bust off
If its beef
Not no more, i'm me own man
Can't influence me to do sh*t
I've got me own plan
Im cold, snow fam
Got flows, you know fam
Ain't skeppin em,..........
I'll be rolling with the blade
Ready to poke man
So pick your times right
Before you even try to provoke man
I'm a slimey c*nt
I will size you up
Pick a weapon of choice
And leave you with a
Snidey lump on the side of your face
For when you wake up
Take your jake up
And leave your mate tryna fix your face with make-up
You'll be chilling grazed up
While i'll be chilling raised up
Off this jacob
I sold it to me mate, look, now
Theres a big smile on my face look
Yeah i'm made up, trust me crime pays up
What? so its a war ting, dont talk sh*t to me
Cus you've been out all night snorting
You're twisted and ga**ed, so i'mma lowe you till the morning
Cus if i check a guy
I'm leaving n*ggas in the walk-in
F*ck a warning
Im giving man a caution
And You only get one, before i leave a n*gga scorching
So best you be cautious
Who you walk with
And who you talk with
And who you be eating beef and pork with
Cuz n*ggas talk sh*t
Run back and talk sh*t
And certain man don't talk it they'll just leave man all stiff
Get me drift
I know a couple k**ers from the bits
Most of them have turned snitch
Some of them got rich and then dipped
Buts some are still about on the strip
But they don't brag
So hardly no one knows
Its a myth
And thats how they'll keep it
You want beef, they'll beat it
They ain't clapping from far
They're running up to make you eat it
Im from liverpool
Where its all happening
Where n*ggas pack big 45s
And they'll be clapping em