Karma, Trizzac , Dsqueezo, Kwengface, Mad Max - 5 Man Deep lyrics

Ride out, don't sit
Man I really take risk on a hazardous journey
These half-ass yutes ain't worthy
They on shit, no your niggas ain't certi
In the ends, too hot
Who's thirsty 'cause anyone can
Hold this purgy
Late night, I'ma ride out crept
I crept and cheffed cah I really play dirty
Pull on yutes too dirty, thirsty
Don't say "please don't hurt me"
Worthy, I ain't gonna show no mercy
Opps wanna talk on my name, don't curse me
And on that talk, don't hurt me
I really step on your block, get lurky
Stop talk on my name for clout
Don't mention my name where
It doesn't concern me
You can lose your life too early
Me and my nanks have
Can't sit back I ain't scared of death
My life is ments but I wanna reach 30
I wanna reach 40
Non of this non of this don't haunt me
I still feel good when my nank get saucy

Fuck all the tweaking baby
HitSquad ching dons better believe
All the rumours baby
Splash and brag, we splash and brag
And the opps them mad
Step round there with RmSav
My little bro way too hot
Gyally on me better take this dots
Had no corn
So I went fishing with my favourite rod
(black blade) shit, after Tiny got chopped I
Was doing up flavour pots
And when Naghz got splashed
None of the neighbours clocked
But the paigons watched
Them man tweak on my name
Had me riding with my latex on
I got a sweet one from my block
I give her ten stars with no make up on
I heard there's bread on my head
Do your ting cah your taking long
I'm a bad boy in the ends
I'm the young g that the olders hating on
Step round there with my raincoat on
Splash on me and it's way too long

Ten toes on the opp block
Do it same way that I'm doing it kway
Two times with my rambo
Do it same way that we holla at yay eh
Boy don't look at my face eh
Why's man moving all gay
Zone 2 step man done it from kway
Got Amz in the back with the largest blade
(big one) i just went Selfridges
And I just spent me a one two drip
Had a on a following ting
So I just bought out the 1 2
Just made racks off tour de opp
Still on the curb tryna make that flip
Dip, twist and shit
Do it once more then a man just skid
Man can't say I don't slap that ting I
Can name few times that I let that rip
How can I beef these kids when they
Ain't got heart and they ain't on shit?
Two two step man done it with Trizz
This time last year with Varnz and Chin
Shh, shh when shh got chinged, shh, shh
Shh got chinged

Anyting B get brrr anyting B get boot
Ay Kweng can we pull up and shoot?
Got the trailer and the too
Like I need to tie up my shoes
Stick and move
See the opposition, aim and shoot
Dem man are some neeky hitters
Get round John Ruskin bells and spinners
Trap still getting them figures
Grub TT so we serve them dinners
Certified chingers and drillers
In the whip when we step in them dingers
The opps move like a 125, why did they tweet
Dem man they're too life
Out 'ere, all I do is jugg and glide
I need something else to do with my life
Take him out like Ricky
Smoke him from the right
My iPhone get left behind
Stretch out my arm and I got his spine
On his back, I just gave him 5
Clean my shank and keep it for a next time

Plain and simple
My guys jump out on a with pistols
Lightskinned girl with a fat back
Curly hair and she comes from Bristol
Trust me, this star ain't little
Let her tap it and let it twinkle
I need more sweets for the beef
They come bigger than lollis and Skittles
Money, waps, chingers
Not a lot of time for these females
Bruce just called for a ride and
I didn't even ask any details
Just got food, not retail
Sell it for high, that's resell
Just got quicker than email, Zone 2
We prevail i remember when M got splashed
I swear had Aydee skeeting
Too quick, pissed off, had to leave him
But gang left M all bleeding
In the morning, bore him or corn him
But kweng ting loose in the evening
Bring out the teeth, no teething
Now look they're all in their feelings
(sorry)