All the way or no way, you know the * thing already, that wayI ain't had PTSD from none of my drilling, I love it, I've done it in publicHe's running, I wet him in his back and he dropped it and turned overI started wetting his stomach, I ain't bored, one guyI've done ten and the gloves on my hand ain't openingOvens, no gloves, it Jim said nothing, I know mine man, I saw his flag in them coloursGonna try to turn back, but it's overHe went sitting on Martin's sofa, he's sitting on a landingCovered in blood, that same landing, he's the king of CoronaBust my hammer, I shot no one, but they know what I doneAnd my poker, boogie and T1 slammed outDon't make him cool, really looking like JokerIt's funny they mention the gang nowadaysWhen something got dropped and we found it amusingAnd something got dropped and we found it funnyThen another got dropped from a lovely bootAnd something got dropped by a well and I thought he tried to run up on usAnd the party's ruined, yeah we don't claim that oneBut back to the matter, the Pegas are really losingMass of them talking, them really on violenceMass of them talking, them really do bullyThe opps in Joe asked if I'm lyingMass of them talking, them really put niggas on tops nonstopAfter their mums, he's cryingMass of them talking, them really run through these thoughts onGod, why you think they're spying?Give me the drop, I'm flyingI don't care about rap, when I spot one of themIt's naka but bullets I'm sendingI ain't wetting my knuck to send them a messageI'm wetting my knuck to strictly end themLeave my trendingThe message got sent but he left it pendingHe isn't your brethren why you pretendingYou a the same * a thatI don't care about rap when I spot one of themIt's naka but bullets I'm sendingI ain't wetting my knuck to send them a messageI'm wetting my knuck to strictly end themLeave my trendingThe message gotten sentBut they left it pendingHe ain't your bredgen, why you pretendin'?You're the same nigga that ran and left himNah, I don't care about rap when I spot one of themGo us, can you shot one of them?S kept knifin', head back slicin'Donnie's kickin' his legs, bro, trapped him againPut shots in his gang, 21 seconds to do thisDrool ball, dropped him in 10S got 21 for a M, bring him back from the dead roadDrop him again, I just see AB on the side roadWhoosh, whooshYou know I had him cuttin' all the way down the main roadAnd the place ain't so I fought like a psychoI had the tocker off, didn't wanna knock it off, bro, tryIt got found by the five-o, I had the mackerelBones it, slap it off, see me up and I bullet that eyeTryin' on, I manage my team like DinoI told T, go kill them, shoot with your eye closedRoll down the window and let about five goI don't know why he got splats like Lido, why though?Bad on the neck, he ain't like that libelMy bro caught him, uh, right on the high roadAnyways, the way them's got bum was fantasticBros see him drop, could've ordered a backflipThree bootings one day, that's a hat trickCreep from the back, jump out, that's tacticThey on badness, pussy or antics, you rise the crime rateBut we give them smokey and high gradeHe's got the burners, send them my wayI don't know why he got splats like LidoBut we give them smokey and high gradeHe's got the burners, send them my wayBut we give them smokey and high gradeHe's got the burners, send them my wayBut we give them smokey and high grade