Unknown T, Jimmy - Green Light lyrics

(Rah, it's BKay, you know)
If gang's givin' that green lights
You're gettin smoked like a 3.5
Don't slip in the bit's when
We're givin' out green lights
Fill this thing in the clip like a beehive
Jimmy, look

Nina, nina (Nine)
We really get busy
Me and this flicks like Chunkz and Filly
Don't be silly, of course, it's wid me
(Of course)
Don't be silly and think we ain't got it
(Don't be silly)
Can't you see the bulge in my pocket?
(Can't you?)
Bro said we love turnin' scenes horrid
(Love it)
You're done if you're sighted
I'm just bein' honest
Might just hop out this whip like
Fuck it, we gain beef
We don't squash it
(Fuck it)
More time when the phone line's jumpin'
(Jumpin')
Got boxes right down to onions (Trappy)
Got runners, runners, tings 'dem runnin'
Opps stay cuttin'
(Cuttin')
Bae ease when the guys dem love it (Love it)
Jump out on red, that's main road junctions
Listen

Got the ropes confused, tell the
Opp boys, "Wake up
Wake up"
Move and the glizz get shake up
Blaze off the tool then we rise, no rake up
Grip one, two, baby gyal wan' make up
Rotate 'round the country, pick
Up the phone
Let's rake up
Broski, stay on the line, don't shake up
Pretty pumpkin wanna fly Dam, bake
Come and bake off
Been on corn on the cob, gotta put
Niggas on, gotta put niggas off
Sickle down when the pebs
That's a plan for the block
Pedal bike or 'ped, get him
Down with a cheff
Hit him down with a mop
Pop, block that stick, got the drop
We really do drills after drills
Fuck the cops
Bill up a track line, fling the food
Hella prof'
Is that a green light on a yute? Turn him off

If gang's givin' that green lights
You're gettin smoked like a 3.5
(Smoky)
Don't slip when you're cuttin'
Thru' these sides
(Don't slip)
ZK's are like knee height
Don't slip in the bit's when
We're givin' out green lights
Fill this thing in the clip like a beehive
Tryna dip up his hip, but he's
Knees eye, pores on rips
On his rips then we retry
If gang's givin' that green lights
You're gettin smoked like a 3.5
(Smoky)
Don't slip when you're cuttin'
Thru' these sides
(Don't slip)
ZK's are like knee height
Don't slip in the bit's when
We're givin' out green lights
Fill this thing in the clip like a beehive
Tryna dip up his hip, but he's
Knees eye, pores on rips
On his rips then we retry
Yo

Look, run it up, run it up (Run it up)
That the feds from a black cab
Tell cab man, "Don't worry
'bout the sat nav
Turn left and right when I tell you"
(When I tell you)
Three boxes of dog in the smell proof
Only if he knew what's inside this Prius
(Only if he knew)
I shouldn't even be out dealin'
(I shouldn't) like I can't be
Baked with my sweetums
I tell my bae bae, "Stop all the stressin'
You know that I'm good when I'm steppin'"
(You know)
Behind these tints, I'm blendin'
(Blendin')
Inside my pouch is a weapon
Unfortunate if you buck the guys
On a wrong night
Good chance you could get deaded (Dead up)
Khalas, worst side endin', mhm (Dead bwoy)
Bare bridges been mad on a fed ting

Better bust that red light
Tuck it and bend right
We still lurk with a skeng right
Half my dargs come free in
The yard on Thameside
Still doin' up deadline
Trips with pumpy, quick, get a
Opp boy's head bine
Be yaow
Pissed that the opps don't skeng rise
Bare allegations, I might then rise
No chip or they dip like French fries (Uh)
It won't fit, break it down, no enzyme (Uh)
All pissed, tell your dargs
"It's bedtime"
Redrum shit, should I turn this red wine?
Selfridge trip, baby gyal love spend time
Grrt, built in a chase on
The opps, so we search
No website
CID in the car, no headlights
Bust a quick left
Man know the team circle the ends right

If gang's givin' that green lights
You're gettin smoked like a 3.5
(Smoky)
Don't slip when you're cuttin'
Thru' these sides
(Don't slip)
ZK's are like knee height
Don't slip in the bit's when
We're givin' out green lights
Fill this thing in the clip like a beehive
Tryna dip up his hip, but he's
Knees eye, pores on rips
On his rips then we retry
If gang's givin' that green lights
You're gettin smoked like a 3.5
(Smoky)
Don't slip when you're cuttin'
Thru' these sides
(Don't slip)
ZK's are like knee height
Don't slip in the bit's when
We're givin' out green lights
Fill this thing in the clip like a beehive
Tryna dip up his hip, but he's
Knees eye, pores on rips
On his rips then we retry

Rah, it's BKay, you know