Streets out, shit

S.A.S., Dipset, Eurogang



Verse 1

Mayhem:

Might catch May in Rockaway

Bullet in the handgun

Six things of shots a spray 'case you and your man run

To down to rob again

Hold your seed ransom and have to call the coppers dem

Police and the feds come

Welcome to London

Where if we tell you that we're gonna stick

Best believe there's no interruptions

We stack dough with lumpsums

I put my city on the map, I give a fuck where you come from

I'm in tip-top shape

And if your crib got weight, great, you can get your wig rocked mate

Grip a six-shot 8, cuz shoot bazooka papo

I'm movin Flaco, dame, Rugers like a Tahoe

Harm who, I'll get at you clowns

And get Adamu to clap you down

I'm a general

And we dem British thugs, that get rid of slugs

Drop kids, rock more wigs thana British judge

A beast on the cash route, streets pull me back out

Disappeared, crafted, mastered, I'm back out

Beef better back out, cuz heats bend a back out

Slugs torch ya side when the piece end ya back out

The kid is messy, on ice like I'm Gretzky

I slab and spit a epilepsy, you get it

Guard your women, S.A.S. born in Britian

The Don is pimpin' on more fucks than contradictions

Let's get it



Hook

S.A.S.:

Oh no, we ready to roll

We be on dem roads

We pop off like there they go

So  pop off if it's a issue

Cock and then pop your pistol

Fuck if the cops'll get you

My copper tops'll hit you

(Repeat)



Verse 2

Mega:

This is for my Gs, what

All of my peeps locked

Doin' time behind the walls like it's sheetrock

These cops wanna bug me cuz I keep rocks

Picture me livin' drug-free, this ain't Detox

Sliced down to Cuba, nice in Aruba

That's right, I'm a mover

Type that'll move ya

Got shotties on blocks, I'm nice with the Ruger

So more bodies'll drop than the fight of a loser

Boo swap, manueve cops, my tools pop

Two shots go, check up your knees like tube socks

Whoo, I'm on some hoodie-hoo

Tipped off, who are you

Ticked off if kicked, pissed off to the Lou'

Nah, nigga, pass the doogaloo

I blast real fast, have ya ass do the Boogaloo

Uh, I'm slewin' you, know I'll put a few in you

I get it poppin', I'm poppin' and sprayin' up your funeral

And vibe to the beat, it paint a picture for me

And you can vision what I'm spittin', there's a picture to see

See I develop the flow, from gettin' cheddar off blow

I never said I was HOV but I'll rock a fella fa' sho'

See it's art and I'm the teacher, what the heat on my hip fo'

And pardon, you a diva, plus you sweeter than Lep, no

I'm the shit bro, it's Dipset mane

I put the Eagle to your chest like a Dipset chain

Bang



Hook