[Intro]
12o or nothing baby
Rah its BKay, BKay
Ite, JM, is that what you're on?
12o

[Verse 1]
Bro's too loose 'cos he loves his knife
That boy try run nearly lost his life
Double tap mans slap and I'll aim up high
Hella corn that man gunna fling at your ride
Like something gunna dead up tonight
And them boy can’t talk ‘bout glides
They dun already know that I've been posted for hours in the 1011 side
156, thats convoy whips
Hella man jus' pull up and pull up, and dem man dashed and tripped
Waist and up tryna K these pricks
Got man 12 bop upon volts
In my coat be the largest poke
If you come close it will get backed
And trust me darggy it will get thrown at throats

[Verse 2]
Dun fuck a juvies, think it's a movie
Until they get caught and soaked
And man dun said I'm easy provoked
They splash up girls and fucking kids who ain't involved
And then they wanna talk about "having the 12s on ropes"
LOL you're a fucking joke
But them boy there are way too catty
Alfie faggot, Reecie love show off his batty
Dem boy they're shook
Why you think they linked up with SG and HS them boy there they're too catty
But a friend of an opp is an opp
And them boy der fucking soft
They don't want more smoke on blocks
I'll make your whole world collapse the same way Grenfell dropped
And them boy there can't talk about draw outs
Cah nearly the whole of your (block) been got
Loose1 got fed on the mains
TY's had several shaves
AP got splashed and he fucking dashed like uh uh bro what a shame
Swifts and Packs try coming to the B
Ended up running on tracks
If YR would've had the shhhhh
Trust me, it would of been mad
And Loose can't talk about drills
I've been posted in Grove with several shanks
Like hop out, or hop off
Either way G, you're still gunna get catched
Try run, man itch it in backs
Watch him drop, stumble, collapse
Like I think he's dead
Are you broski? uh uhh khalas
Points on points cah the Bush are too bad
Like gyaly on I, gyaly on him
I think she wanna give man hat
Man cheat, then skeet, then hide my shit in her gaff
Silly dumb bitch, she's just in love with the gang
And Huncho nearly lost his life for the Cooch
What a dumb little dude!
Them boy they're gassed to be lurking in flats
And they have no clue what to do
Like devilish step, devilish dance - 12 or move

[Verse 3]
Big dot-dot get chopped in half, then we lurk for yutes
Me 'n' gyaly 'n' I
I'll make her sit in the trap and bill my zoots
Yeah S too rude
I'm 'MrMostHated', and guess what bro?
Yeah it's true
Back it out on your crew
Watch them run, trip up and turn soup
Hella man chat, but they're fucking gay
Like How am i beefing you?
These fucking dickheads jus' lie
Uh uhhh they ain't splashed non' my crew
It's 12o baby, 12o baby
Yeah we really do
Yeah we really do:
Splash up neeks
Diligent goon, I'm a boss in streets, them man run from we
Man's itching backs, man's itching chests
Like them boy there jus' lie, them boy there know
We are the realest in west (aye)
Yeah them man jus run from I
Man aims up high, doubles tap on glides
Yeah them man jus' run and stay inside
Yeah them man they're pussy
Yeah them man they're rookie
If I slap that once (ayyyeee)
Couple man there turn cookie (dickhead)

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