Look, Thameside days, it was VR
Reps at my door like, stop this violence
Feltham days it was Trident, shit
I'm pissed with some extra charges
I swear I'll turn man Christian
If I pop this smoke straight at his Dior
For the bands and the beef
Man will kick down doors or
Have him plankin' on floors
T-Thameside days, it was VR
Reps at my door like, stop this violence
Feltham days it was Trident, shit
I'm pissed with some extra charges
I swear I'll turn man Christian
If I pop this smoke straight at his Dior
For the bands and the beef
Man will kick down doors or
Have him plankin' on floors
G-check youts cah they're new on the wing
Wagwan, where you from? Where your opps boys live?
Security's shit from Thameside
Did me a drill, now I Feltham swing (pow)
I'm in jail 'cause the opps them singers
Back my blade like bro, let's sprint
Kick down doors like I'm welcomed in
If I drench this yout, will he drown or swim?
I put mad work in the can
Now my lobster's grilled with a side of chips
Put a brick on a sock, my weapon
Reps tush-tush, then there I reckon
Spice love me like my surname's Beckham
Ask where I'm from, I say Peckham, Peckham
And I might buy her some Dior
So she holds it down, I can't dodge this sentence (uh)
Diors on my tee and feet (uh)
Watch how I'm takin' the piss
These opps are bruck, they ain't got no drip
If you say you're on Trizz, then you know what it is (you know)
The whole of the 'Narm know me
Make the old boys run and the young boy sprint (Gody)
Jail time still had my chinger
Beat a man down 'til I bruck my fist (look)
Thameside days, it was VR
Reps at my door like, stop this violence
Feltem days it was trident, shit
I'm pissed with some extra charges
I swear I'll turn man Christian
If I pop this smoke straight at his Dior
For the bands and the beef
Man will kick down doors or
Have him planking on floors
T-Thameside days, it was VR
Reps at my door like, stop this violence
Feltem days it was trident, shit
I'm pissed with some extra charges
I swear I'll turn man Christian
If I pop this smoke straight at his Dior
For the bands and the beef
Man will kick down doors or
Have him plankin' on floors
This gun wants to hold my hand
Damn, I told you we a cute couple
Opp block man get splashed, no puddle
Then back to the zone, yeah my zone's double (two)
My guys do dirt, no shovel
Sometimes, me and my weapon snuggle (we done)
Back that smoke and pop no bubble
Them man are clowns, Mr. Tumble
Gang caught that body at day
And gang caught another body at night
If any of my guys get touched like a playground
We can't let that slide (no way)
You'll think that I'm changin' the colour of my hair
'Cause most of my opps just died (they gone)
If you know me, I'm a violent guy
That's why I chinged up my man twice
Nice, ride on men not mice
Called LR "Lenny" because of his size
I will Judas a friend for a certain price
Bro got the .45 like he just rolled dice
Heart's gone cold, heart's on ice
On the wing I had them youts surprised (I did)
It was me, BGody, and Max in the cell
Tryna take my mans advice (look)
T-Thameside days, it was VR
Reps at my door like, stop this violence (ayy, ayy)
Feltem days it was trident, shit
I'm pissed with some extra charges
I swear I'll turn man Christian
If I pop this smoke straight at his Dior
For the bands and the beef
Man will kick down doors or
Have him plankin' on floors