Pcx - DigDat, Headie One

Govs on us man for drugs

Takin' my TV had me vex

Pockets full when I cut through West

Chain VVS, I can’t feel my chest

Still get 'round on a 125

Might do it on a PCX

Guns, all man talk is guns

Takin' a chance might get you kwenged

He was pissed when he got it in his forehead

Bro tried send man healthcare

Everyday used to check my doorstep

Pissed 'cause I never had mail there

If I swing this ting then I threw them leathers

You should’ve wore a cover

Dip in your puffer, I swear he was losin' feathers

Knife work nuts when I push through sweaters

Use that shank, grip that firm

I did it bareback with my left hand

I get top, get top

Man’s tying her hair back

And she got the Gucci head band

Induction, had no lighter

Try use staples then blew my cable

Had govs at my door with puppies

They ain’t gettin' in, gotta move my table

'Nuff paint and splash on my jeans

I buss them low, when I walk I’m tuggin'

Knife work serious, oh so hideous

Wanna see his neck back gushin'

Swing this shank, pray it don’t bend

Tryna bring this tip back blooded

Tryna tear out your guts and livers

S still stuck in the cut like scissors

Sleep with the addicts, cup full of magic

Got it in my pot like a wizard

Step out, who’s that?

What’s that?

A bisshead?

CID in my mirrors

(One)

My young boy wanna pay five fifth for a half of rock

That’s a Arctic Monkey

Said he breaks it down into dots

Said he’s tryna buy smoke like Dorothy

Bro still slaps it in reverse

He don’t really care 'bout parkin' properly

Still hop out with a Ramz or smoke

Show them 'bout barkin' properly

Bad B and she ain’t from upsie

Throw it back and she arch it properly

She name names cah she asked me properly

Swear down I hit my last whip properly

Had one and then it turned two pack

Lookin' like Ronnie and Roxy

Still gotta duck from the boys in blue

Can’t get caught with this iron, no Robben

Grease them boots, now they lookin' all polished

You can’t afford to get hit with this copper

You’re gonna need more than a Ibuprofen

Ain’t ever been a Section 18

If it was me that done that pokin'

Back that war saw like it’s from Poland

Been on the wing and they want me right back

Dodged it, swear I just did it like Konan

Whip that yola, scrape that pot

When I blink, twenty-eight grams gone

Them man there ain’t real trappers

They just playin' with the 'caine like Son

Invest in dingers, headlights off

It’s us that made it sticky

No cellotape when I tape that block

Hear the undies screamin' out delta

Sword on my back like Zelda

Just pray I don’t get nick like Anelka

I tried put nine to his neck like Rondo

Do it for my guys, no

Index still itchin'

No license, still ride like we’re legal

And my buj runs black, it’s lethal

Look at his arm, it’s feeble

I’m in the T house, watch him inject

Now he’s gonna infect this Nurofen needle

Too much mould on the ceiling

Grub gettin' sold this evenin'

That dot-dot came with the nose off

Me and S like Caine and O-Dog

Two peng ones came to the condo

I just want top though, don’t take clothes off

Govs on us man for drugs

Takin' my TV had me vex

Pockets full when I cut through West

Chain VVS, I can’t feel my chest

Still get 'round on a 125

Might do it on a PCX

Guns, all man talk is guns

Takin' a chance might get you kwenged

Govs on us man for drugs

Takin' my TV had me vex

Pockets full when I cut through West

Chain VVS, I can’t feel my chest

Still get 'round on a 125

Might do it on a PCX

Guns, all man talk is guns

Takin' a chance might get you kwenged

(This ones cold Renzo)

(Ay CZR, you did a mazza still)