[Intro: AM]
Good good sun
Dududu dududu dudududu

[Verse 1: Skengdo]
Crash, crash, I’mma crash or dip
Splash, splash you ain’t splashing shit
Man talk, bare wass from lips
Flick shank, flick that then dip
Man talk bare wass from lips
(Aye, let’s do that again)
Crash, crash, I’mma crash or dip
Splash, splash you ain’t splashing shit
Man talk, bare wass from lips
Flick shank, flick that then dip
Boom bow, them man just sing
Boom bow, them man some sing
Ching, chong, ching chong ching ching
Ching chong, ching chong ching ching
Don’t lie to me that you don’t give noddy
Why you gonna lie you thottie
Just suck my ting when I bun my spliff
And everyting jolly
Get round the K, I can’t find my man
It’s like Where’s rasclart Wally
And I told you already
Little bro, went up O, serving to Robbie
[Verse 2: Rendo]
(Aye, Robbie, Robbie)
(Aye, tell ‘em something big skeng)
Like fill up the ting with bells
Hit him with shotgun shells
Gonna try jump two walls
But your friend got chinged cause he tripped and fell
Opps them feminine yutes
Gun don’t beat no cellabit girls
Uh, fill it with sweets
Fill it with karma, fill it with nails
T-house chilling with cats
Spray that room, get rid of that smell

[Verse 3: AM]
(What’s this, the beat’s finishing?)
Aye, aye, listen
Bare hoes in the shirt, it’s jumper
Can I see a 9 no number
Swear down my gun got too fate
Cah there’s so much sweets in the Bumba
And if I ain’t got that it’s a rambo
Ting wan…like aye, aye
Listen
There’s two of them
Chinky
But they don’t understand Chinese
Uck me, they’re Siamese
Now both of them got dry knees
And I don’t know if they like me
True say, I don’t give a fuck
Sutton’ strange for a bit of change
Or hella girls been giving uck
And you’re the ones that gass ‘em up
All of them start acting up
They lick a man like one time
Now they’re telling opps like what the fuck
All the shit’s not adding up
All of them should get badded up
I only fuck with like 10 girls
But them 10 girls, they’re patterned up
Cah I’m AM
I’m AM if you’re asking
Big ting go Ramadam
Ramadam I ain’t fasting
AM
AM if you’re asking
Aye, aye, aye, aye

[Verse 4: Skengdo]
Knock knock, who’s there at the door
C4 crasher gang
Don’t wipe door, get down, get on the floor
I don’t wanna hear no talk
Or act like you ain’t an app anymore
Like 4 gang man beef
Don’t fuck with the Green, or we’re adding on more
Swear we’re adding on more
Try cheff it like chookie
I see these man, they dash
I’m just laughing like look at these pussies
Diligent young Gs
Man a don’t have no rookies
YAM and Blackz, gonna go crash
Leave the opps them, looking all mushy
And free TS, S9
And free bro GD too
And free all the guys in the can
And they’ll be home with me soon
And remember we caught that guy
Ching chong and he didn’t have a clue
And I swear these man so wet
They lie like nothing ain’t true
Or nuttin’ ain’t true
[Verse 5: Syikes]
Look, I got the pokey or the strap on me
Nobody got chat for me
Cause before long, they wanna marry me
My nank’s screaming out carry me
My face screaming out Bally me
When I step it’s a tragedy
Bare of these n***as chat wass to me
Squeeze the Mac automatically
Look
All of my might n***as gun lean
Now look at them blow
Fought with the crashers, that’s 410 no [?]
5 O’s, nobody knows
All my young Gs step like nobody knows
How you could be doing up jail
How you know how it goes
I’m a OG, but I’m young forever
Longer retter for a jumper sweater


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