Loads

[Mischief:]
Ring trap you know the cats they phone
And these bits they coming, so I get them all gone
How you doing road, and ain't seeing no dough
I'm out with Zs, and I'm doing loads
I put skengs in rides, or I done 10 toes
We put skengs on peds, and then let them blow
Get round with some proper guys who done road on smoke
Tell a boy chill out, cah he doing loads

Brought it direct, why would I need to make a diss track?
I done skrred on the block, while them man try'na diss man
I was try'na score goals, I couldn't tell you bout a rematch
Ain't heard skengs sound, all I hear is chit chat
No amnes, when I roll up and blow
I'm on some jump out bang it, and the other side know
Scoring with tekkers, when we rising them poles
Why would you want beef when you ain't seeing no dough?
They do too much, they trying hard
They got no burner, but ain't got no heart
Pellets from the dotty, blow a opp apart
Backstreets or the mains, ten toes or a car
Peds or 4 doors had the mileage
You couldn't take my weakness for kindness
I mean kindness for weakness
Bare nights I been sleepless
Cah the plug throwing food like he childish

Ring trap you know the cats they phone
And these bits they coming, so I get them all gone
How you doing road, and ain't seeing no dough
I'm out with Z's, and I'm doing loads
I put skengs in rides, or I done 10 toes
We put skengs on peds, and then let them blow
Got round with some proper guys who done road on smoke
Tell a boy chill out, cah he doing loads

[K-Trap:]
Trap finesse [?] they living too good
T-House chilling with cooks, T-T's ting whipping up good
That smackdown raw on my phone, plus I got billion buj
Put 20 in the 10 that's auto, man down it's a brilliant whoosh
Skrr on your block that's miles, hoping to hoping to catch me a crown where's the muffle the Mac's too loud
Them man there try'na step with shanks, I stay round nines like Jamal
Tell a young boy show me the older I ain't try'na light up a child
But M my man cah he's foul, bare bare side man try'na act on vids, they shouldn't be allowed to write like Scribz
You ain't seen the madting ring, step out and tan man's skin
Free M Skeng from the jails he was out try'na press out a man till he drums that ting
Free red rum hashtag two bricks in the yard he was really on a trap trap ting
Out getting butter it's far from clover, you ain't getting paid you're a joker
Supply any drug to a smoker, direct full up with coca
M10 full up with Lugers, Springton full up with flatheads
My block full up of trappers, T-house full up with smackheads