[Verse 1: P.S]
P.S, P ga**ed, P savage
They know man, they know gang
I'm still here, still banging
Get it run my dippa
It ain't Twitter
I mean we can get at it
And your brother ain't nothing
When it's bussing
I bet he wouldn't back it
Man dash but he wasn't lacking
Man a been staining
I was out here, you was out raving
No bob'd I was giving man face lift
Feds chase, I ain't tryna hit station
No Calpol, I'm a sick kid
Turn anyone to a victim
Yeah, I'm itching, got a hitlist
Bro said call off and just hit this
I said aight cool ima get them
Got somin' tucked
I'm a young thug that's my best friend
See man might skududu, dududu
And that's kweng kweng
Doing up road, doing up toes
Doing up ten ten
Who's that, what's that
Who's that peng peng
P.S I'm ga**ed that's facts
Still dressed in black man back
Get back got dem man back
Don't give a f**, roll with it tucked
Even when I [?]
That n***a got all his garms
Still tryna sort these dogs
See man'll get bun like cheese does
She get D, she start scream
Oh la that's jesus
And all you hear is dip dip
With that big kitch
Cause that what P does
Cause that what P does
[Hook] x2
Don't look at my face
The man just ay
The man just look
Gyallie wanna act
Got breast and a back
But the useless gyal can't cook
Like this ain't a war
Man shoot and score
Like I'm really tryna do it look man
Jump out the ride
Man shob man, shoot and score
Like I do it like look man
[Verse 2: Trizzac]
Pecknarm stepping, zone 2 creppting
Ima fight [?]
But I can show you man about fencing
Ten man deep in your block
Now we're all zone 2 flexing
I can't vouch for the opps
Got all my zone 2's pressing
Them man are nerdy, they ain't lurky
So why they talk about banging
You say I'm the boss but you don't give a toss
Cause man didn't panic
Man just saw Justin
He was dustin
Cause man didn't panic
Catching [?]
With this T
So you know I move manic
I'm playing quite fair at the moment
That's why I'm stepping with shavers
But it wouldn't be fair if I copped a strap
That was attached with lasers
On the block 3 days straight
While you was munching down Quavers
Stepping out zone 2 rangers
I couldn't give a f** about neighbours
I can ride around with that Sammy
Or I'm riding around with that thing
You can mash work with a hand ting
I can mash work with this ching
Jab jab in a knife fight
But if you lacking darg you can swing
And slap corn at his crown fam
If he wanna acts like he's a king
[Verse 3: Kwengface]
Zone 2 step, doing up like I'm zone 2 step
If not then I'm doing up trap
One shot k**
Woof man straight in his chest
Do it like P then dash
He already got it
Bro just stop it
Donny got chinged, belly, back
Man just talk
Man just talk on the net
Man just done stepped and splash
Fly up some to find more bands
Fly round there to find more bands
Man just drill up the ting
Now I'm way too pissed
Cause I swear that the girl too cra**
Trap, mash, blow that sh** make [?]
Might just do ten toes on your map
Might trap mash on your map
Ring trap all morning
Ring ring now they won't stop calling
I just back out the shave and sauce it
Splash man down no [?] no warning
You know it went deep if you calling
Zone 2 step man zone 2 walkin'
58 bells that's what man's talkin'
That's what man's talkin'
Like, I'm on mazzas
And this ting be a badders
And she making tings all on me
Now she ain't got manners
No face, no case, no cameras
Tryna take man's face off the atlas
Watch man do them backflips
Just reappear then...
[Hook] x2
Don't look at my face
The man just ay
The man just look
Gyallie wanna act
Got breast and a back
But the useless gyal can't cook
Like this ain't a war
Man shoot and score
Like I'm really tryna do it look man
Jump out the ride
Man shob man, shoot and score
Like I do it like look man