[intro]
Me and splash got guys on the news
Me and splash put guys on cutters
Numerous times we swung our cutters
Back your waps like- (live, live, live)
Are you listening, cuz? fuck all the opps, you get it?
Some real skengtown shit
Bow, bow
[verse 1]
Me and [?], bro took it for a tester, slapped it, now i'm on a glide with this one (boy, boy, boy)
My man try hold his fist up, i back my chings and put him in a picture (bow, bow)
They call me t 'cause i tape off strips, don't come near, get put on a yinger (they know)
Talk bad, get shanked on gang, i chinged ***, then i try get his liver (yuck, yuck)
Coulda got two on my blade in a day, i'll swing, ching, aim at targets
Our waps, you know they're barking
Tape that block, leave them where you started (bow, bow)
Got bros arguing on the glide, i'll lose my mind, man, i'll lose my target
Four man darting, **** got away, bro, it must be the [?]
If you glide and don't pop them doors, big man, don't get in the vehicle (bow, bow)
Seven man bored in the family whip, try window ching but the car did digital (bow, bow)
I try open them doors up too, child-lock yutes, you ain't on a thing at all (?)
You think you're a bad man too, yeah, i punchd your face and you ain't done a thing at all
Who's that? bro, let's bark it
Back my shank, control my own targets (bow, bow)
**** got away, he was speeding the fastest
If i had bine, would caught that target
Anything chingy if you bang for po (bow)
She throws up 2 and she fucks with the dark side
I'm a fast man, i'm onto you 'til you run out of breath and ching your clart in
[chorus]
Me and splash got guys on the news
Me and splash put guys on cutters
Numerous times we swung our cutters
Back your waps like-
[bridge
Bro slapped his gun, try get that brudda, shoulda catch him an m last summer
Backed my shank and swung my cutter, i'll bore up yutes and opps like [?]
[verse 2]
Article settings, case is open, bucked kd and he started blowing
Four man in the ride, lm hops out, he bored [?] and their friends disowned him (bow, bow)
We ain't gotta talk on things we slap at, wigs and yutes start folding (cut it)
We swing our chings and aim at ribs, shoutout splash and you know mans posted
Digital dash when we're on the lane, but trust me it's all due timing
If you ain't gliding, stop all the typing, get on your bike, get straight to the knifing
Shank like viking, only for gliding, [?] got boxed like tyson
Tape garn find him, m garn find him, crash got slapped and he started typing (wet that)
Tempz try dash from me, same way twin try dash from me (bow, bow-bow)
Cr try g-check me, i back my shanks, got done on the scene (yeah, no way)
You can't be on to me, shrubtown, oh, don't aim for knees (wet that)
You can't be on to me, twin saw me and he did high speeds (?)
[refrain]
If you glide and don't pop them doors, big man, don't get in the vehicle
Seven man bored in the family whip, try window ching but the car did digital (bow, bow, cut it)
Bow, yeah
[chorus]
Me and splash got guys on the news
Me and splash put guys on cutters
Numerous times we swung our cutters
Back your waps like-
[outro]
Live, ay, ay