Bally Bop

6000 volts thats us man

Got 600 songs on a hard drive

Snake my friend that’s a far cry

None of that shit don’t happen on our side

One man step with a tall up

Shoot suttin’ down no they ain’t getting back up

Too much bits on the stick

when I’m done with this clip ima plug in the back up

chased by feds with guns n knifes

But still Rise up like we ain’t got memory

Load that 4 till it’s fizzy twist that cap tryna turn man Hennessy

Niggas get shot everyday over money and pain if not it was jealousy

Went on a date with babe caught sight of my blade and I told her it’s necessary

Scary scary

We was 16 on a glide tryna hail that cab you was hailing Mary

I was in France with bro with had drugs in my bag tryna catch that ferry

And my man ain’t on shirt button but in school he was loud n Leary

Two man step on a gsxr

Far from simple my life like a jigsaw

Gotta burn that bike and clothes

‘cause you know that ya never too sure what the pig saw

Come to the armoury big guns we don’t rent em to ride

See us man anywhere round there

You know that its pain we intent to supply

3 man glide like a bob slay both hands in tryna bend them corners

This blue steel cold right now when I come back I bet u it’s warmer

Nights that I slept in tracksuit coz I had marmite n I had flora

Can’t blame me I was poorer

Top shelf price when u pay it for it purer

(RV)

I was with my boys on the backstreet

Big skeins on the backseat

I could put that shit on my momma

Feds got what the wanted last year I didn’t see 5 seconds of summer

If you got a crack pipe and you need a fix

Call me but I ain’t no plumber

2 bells in the dots that’s dumb and dumber (dums dums)

Man can’t tell me bout grams

Years and years I’ve been in the T (trappin)

4 Z’s of brown that’s 1-12 no peaches and cream

OT with the fiends

Can’t get busted for a next crime

Tell my young boy take that pack

Make him hold food like intestines

Rambo with the jagged edge

Do damage when I back that hench knife (Ching)

Which got blazing the opp pack

Could be you two if catch you at red lights

Traphouse from Boyz 2 men then I grew

Now I’m just living my best life

Thats when your boy got bands like one direction and westlife

I remember my line went dead

I could tell you bout hard times trapping

But I made it be I get no JLS

Cah I do flips like Aston

Bring a gun and roses to my side tings crib

Told her to keep it patterned

It was a blur when (shhh) got (shhh)

I don’t even know what happend