{Intro: Tempz}
Yeah
Tempz
Rhymez
NPK
GMG
Say no more fam
Dun kno
{Verse 1: Tempz}
NPK is, where you catch me
Chillin' with some real G's
Chillin' with some OG's
When you see me on road, I might be holding a Tec, Tec
Leave your whole body in a mess
Have your gang screw with somebody
Quick call the feds
999, you better call not text
Don't get rude, don't get fresh
Chit-chit, 3 bullets on your chest
I don't bust my ting, just to impress
But when it comes to it, I'm beyond the contest
I'm a younger, but I roll like a older
You chat sh*t, you get bent like a folder
Don't beg for mercy and try lean on my shoulder
Cos I am Tempz, I'm a NPK rider
{Verse 2: Rhymez}
Yeah Rhymez, GMG
Look, fam
Don't come around here, with that brave sh*t
K, I spit the slugs
In his head, watch his brain split
I'm a GMG, down with the OG's, OG's
I'm like, oh please, ha
Little pussy, man I'll clap up your whole team
13 and I spit like an OG
Get me vexed, man that's when you hear the Tec's
{?}, at your whole team, OT, cold me
Cold take my brick at mandem and OC
Screwing out little rhymes, like you know me
Bare trips on the road, tryna screw me
{?}, on the road, that's a new T
ni**as are acting like they're all hard
{?} flare through the brain
That's a cold heart
Little pussy back beef, when the {?}
Little {?}, bangin' out since my balls drop
Nothing ain't new to me
Man I stuck with this sh*t since puberty
Little pricks, on the road
They're getting rude to me
{?}, that I might take or {?} his feet
They don't know
Dropping on the realest beat
And you know, that's really me
Rhymez, yeah
{Outro: Rhymez}
NPK, Tempz, CeeDot, Rhymez
{?}, BDot
All the mandem
Hold tight the reds, you get me
All day