Grim Sickers - Back 2 Back lyrics

[Verse 1: Grim Sickers] Yeah, if I aim for the head, man call that the bullseye Blood's in the water, got caught by the poolside If you aired mine, you get caught by the Lord's eye When karma acts, don't be acting a poor guy Man try sticking up fists in a sword fight Knock it out, all he saw was the chalk line [?] like I just timesed four five I be toking on peng like Deepee [?] [?] squeeze and the wickedest war talk Lift man up, choke slam from the floorboard With a dead track Beat his girl so how could I send back? But if I send back That's three hundred holes in your headback [Verse 2: MIK] Air Force One him Jendor, 32 done him Why would I waste my time on a likkle man When I've got a likkle man there that will son him? Hear what I'm saying, hear what I'm saying Hear what I'm saying, I'll Biggie and Pun him Hear what I'm saying, hear what I'm saying Hear what I'm saying, I'll cheese and bun him [?] him Put him in a hole, man dug him One missed call to the uncle One missed call to the uncle, Uncle Doug him Over man's head cause man's above him So much pink, so muc purple So much paper, the paper cut him [Verse 3: Grim Sickers] Who's this guy? I didn't even know him I was with FT, I was with Logan I was at Rinse, I was at Spyro's Who's this girl? She's looking alright though Slide through her DMs, gave her a follow Left her digits, told her holla Insta, Snapchat, let's get it on Selfies dropping like Westwood bombs Told me she liked me, said that I'm cute Told her I'm Grim, said that she knew Told her "DM if you want that wood" Said that she won't but I know that she would Don't get it twist like Oliver Beat a girl then drop like courier Slide through her DMs like Michael Jack Moonwalk out like Michael Jack [Verse 4: MIK] Yeah, 139, 9 Went there and saw no crime Nuttin' but kids and flowers Trust me when I say Fizzer ain't got no powers Ain't had a war since two-thirteen So I made up my mind in about two hours Bullets dem ah rain like, bullets dem ah rain like Bullets dem ah rain like bloodclart showers Cuh man ah stand tall like Milford Towers G-O-D, I'm a god like G-O-D, I'm a god like no one else I've got a rusty nine all on my shelf Got a new ting, call that take your health Tell man ah man better move on stealth [Verse 5: Grim Sickers] Yeah, spouting and breading it He'll be regretting it when I'm all deading him Mum's in debt when she's gotta go bury him Sister on the net saying "thanks for the messages" Fam, you ain't getting it Serious peppering, swing on a veteran I kept on telling him, now I'm more militant [?] go and get rid of him Not enough room in the boot, I can't fit 'em in Putting MCs on like William Same time, MCs can't get rid of me Grime gods [?] in the Philippines Moved up the hierarchy Blacked out tracksuit, blacked out Huarache Blacked out wave to blacked out tsunami Old school Nast, D Double and Sharky [Verse 6: MIK] Sick ting, come in the place, I'm like big ting, yeah Try take one of my Gs for the victim, no Money upfront, that's what man are screaming, yeah Any funny business, I'll make the ratchet blow, yeah, I'll make the ratchet blow Jesus, creepers, I'm one of them ocean deepers Gyal see me in the rave with a JD and Coke in my hand, I'm one of them geezers Biscuit beaters, heated seekers, anti cheapers, keepers' keepers Gyal wanna know where the Air Force Ones come from, I said they're expensive sneakers