Like, don't really go and beat up the feds
And if you do
Don't tell them I told you to do it
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Re up the, free up the Z's
Free up the mandem, beat up the feds
We love the gyaldem, she love the ends
She love the mandem, she fuck with Renz
That's cool with me, we run the block
We on the radio, we on the box
Beat up the cops, beat up the cops
We got the say so, we run the block
Jump out the car, brung out the star
Run a man down, beat off a shot
Tell 'em don't run, but they're so dumb
Listen to me, got himself dropped
Sent a DM, I didn't reply
She sent it again, got herself blocked
Now she's in the ends, telling bare lies
Telling her friends I got a small...
Tell 'em it's new generation
Come through, kick off my shoes like I'm racing
Heard man said Bonkz couldn't do the grime ting
Would've done I'm Not That Deep if I wasn't in the basement
I just looked up, top spot is looking vacant
Might have to take him
Lock jaw, might have to shake him
Skinny nigga want a payment
Still a little pagan
Whipping in the kitchen in an apron
Stepped in cas', dressed in black
Walked to the bar, JD on the rocks
Tell a man cool, best relax
Talking hard you can leave in a box
Don't say names, don't play games
Tell the promoter free up the bop
Fr-free up the bop, fr-free up the gwop
Call in the jakes, be-beat up the cops
Beat up the cops, beat up the cops
Headlock for all of my g's that are locked
Backhand for all of my g's that they caught
Headshot for you if you speak to the cops
Man couldn't drive in my lane
Man couldn't walk in my shoes
Couldn't put your feet in my socks
Man couldn't talk to my crew
Roll when I want, jumping at the beat when it drops
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Re-up, and then free up
And then I come back and pick my P up
And I hold that whenever I go back
In case a dumb slag wanna set me up
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