Drill
(专辑: Call Me Loose - 2018)
The
search has claimed that social media is being used increasingly by gangs To provoke each other and could be responsible for a
rise in violence The
social group Catch22 told Sky News that "Videos and pictures posted online can intensify other rivalries In ways not experienced by previous generations." [Loski:] Let me tell you how my animals move Step in the
cut, designer shoes, done it in Canada Goose And these neeks ain't touch me ever, I've bored up their olders too Anything opp man drill it, or man fish it, Harlem Loose Crime scenes we done many plus, SA way too cheffy Anytime the
opps make snaps, me, M
and the
Twins try lurk round Kelly Splash man down that's blood 'pon many, we came through and them boy weren't ready Step for the
kill don't bring that celly, say misch mash but their stack's on empty Got Naghz like Future got Metro, shoot that nigga if bro don't trust Slow down baby or screw me, trying on my hoodie, put it down love Smoking on dog or cookie, I
see man stooky when shotgun buss You get got then you run out of luck [Headie One:] Bruck down 20 of each I
distribute grubs at the
same way, President Trump distributing his speech I
swear me and T
would've been rich, if we ever had a
run that's clean But for years we was doing up jail, between two Gs that's hundreds of weeks That's all for jugging and violence, obbo in the
hood that's Trident Things in the
kitchen that's science, trap phones filled up with clients And the
opps can't tell me 'bout riding, I
had the
whole block smelling like tyres And I
know what it feels like to be dead broke, I
scrapped the
fuck out the
Pyrex I
heard a
whole load of sirens How they talk about pressure? When it's me that applied it I
put skengs in a
bruk down Vestra Dem man are Brock like Lesnar I
still get it in a
dance, I
couldn't give a
fuck about wands and sensors Circle the
opp block too many times now the
gang just restless My phone done a
One last night, I
just spent it 'Cause these weapons still part of expenses, I'm still stuck in the
trenches Been locked in a
room with weights and benches, my trap phone still bench press Spend it on teeth and we ain't even gotta go dentist [RV:] Drilling, trapping, olympic chinging Name an opp block I
ain't been in Anything green get bun, hit anyone except kids and women Rambos twinning, on a
late night tryna catch man slipping Go home with my black blade dripping, dem man run, shit, I
pray that I
catch one tripping Chef man down I'm Michelin starred, tools in the
ride like I'm fixing a
car Who's got a
problem? No block in Tottenham does more drilling than ours I
can get man down with the
team, or I
can ride alone Leave my house and my keys, rambo tucked and a
Lyca phone Jakes done a
raid at my mum's house, I
can tell that she ain't impressed I
swear down I
really hate these feds Must think I'm dumb, to have this gun and stay at the
same address They couldn't rate me less DC [?] tried read my rights, told him not to waste his breath Re'd up on a
g-pack, all of these cells that I
hit to the
b-cats Could have me back in a
cell in a
b-cat, and I
ain't tryna see that So I
gotta step with caution, sliders or expensive Jordans RV I'm stuck in the
trap, like my girl didn't get an abortion