Blokka - K Koke, Ambush Buzzworl

I’m on your blokka for it

I got the shottas for it

Pussy run from fire burn like

Pussy run from fire burn like bunsen

(Jaykebeat)

Ready

I’m on your blokka for it (Ayy)

I got the shottas for it (Ah)

Shoot at the oppas for it (Grrr)

Run from the coppers for it (Woo)

Pussy run from fire burn like bunsen (Brrr)

From the dungeon, clap 'em like Junction

I’m on your blokka for it (Ready)

I got the shottas for it (Squeeze)

Shoot at the oppas for it (Grrr)

Run from the coppers for it (Woo)

Pussy run from fire burn like bunsen (Brrr)

From the dungeon, clap 'em like Junction

I can’t even lie, darg, I can’t leave my darg

I don’t even light up, hit him when that nine sparks (Ba-ba-boom)

Sittin' there in white chalk, lookin' like some fine art

Busy 'cause I grind hard, hit her with a lion’s heart (Ahh)

Dripped in designer (Yeah), spliff in the grinder (Roll it)

Whip got recliners (Lean back), stick with the rider (Focus)

Slip, then we find, just send a hit from my Lyca (Brrr)

Get pitched when we drive past cah these dickheads ain’t like us

This is for my big homie (Yeah)

This is for riders only (Yeah)

Pull up and light his pony

Run off and light this stogie (Grah)

Don’t do this with cold feet (Ah)

Don’t do this with no heat (Nah)

Go on a glide in Dolce (Go)

I’m on your blokka for it (Ayy)

I got the shottas for it (Ah)

Shoot at the oppas for it (Grrr)

Run from the coppers for it (Woo)

Pussy run from fire burn like bunsen (Brrr)

From the dungeon, clap 'em like Junction

I’m on your blokka for it (Ayy)

I got the shottas for it (Squeeze)

Shoot at the oppas for it (Grrr)

Run from the coppers for it (Woo)

Pussy run from fire burn like bunsen (Brrr)

From the dungeon, clap 'em like Junction

I got the G-lock for it (Big wap)

I done a detox for it (Ah)

But I lost sleep just for it

So I went there all week just for it (All week)

I’ll lose my friendship for it (Ah)

I’Il shoot up my bredrin for it (Fuck 'em)

I tried to less-is-more it

But they weren’t respectin' humble

Big wap fi make man crumble (Big wap)

I had to slap man’s uncle (Bah)

Bro had to chef man’s nephew

That’s what sittin' on the fence can get you (Uh-huh)

Ha

(Ready)

Bang bang bully

Any time that I pull it (Squeeze)

Uh, buss a burner (Burner)

Grab on coke and murder (Murder)

That’s all coke and murder (Murder)

Uh, I should have a license

The way Tina that turner

But I got a beam in my hand now

Steady tryna scheme on a learner

I’m on your blokka for it (Ayy)

I got the shottas for it (Ah)

Shoot at the oppas for it (Grrr)

Run from the coppers for it (Woo)

Pussy run from fire burn like bunsen (Brrr)

From the dungeon, clap 'em like Junction

I’m on your blokka for it (Ayy)

I got the shottas for it (Squeeze)

Shoot at the oppas for it (Grrr)

Run from the coppers for it (Woo)

Pussy run from fire burn like bunsen (Brrr)

From the dungeon, clap 'em like Junction