Part 1:
[Hook - Sav12]
Really in the field no time for pretending
I can tell you about bait face cheffings
And how man got wrong for being on fences
How you screaming gang when the opp’s your bredrin? Ay
Fuck that, juice gon' spill like Lemsip
In a stolen whip, not rented
Who’s that? What’s that? Get it
Really in the field no time for pretending
I can tell you about bait face cheffings
And how man got wrong for being on fences
How you screaming gang when the opp’s your bredrin? Ay
Fuck that, juice gon' spill like Lemsip
In a stolen whip, not rented
Who’s that? What’s that? Get it

[Verse 1 - S1]
Who’s that? What’s that? Get it
Back it out and fucking drench him
In and out his fat no preventing
Like you should’ve learnt your lesson
LOL you're fucking stressing
Man step with the longest
That’s me and bro we step with twin wetters
Bare back on a rams no leathers
How many times have we skid opp block?
Tryna leave a opp boy skeleton wetted
Man swing that bitch, swing that bitch
Hit him straight where his chest is
Cah, we splash and brag, ayy
We put money in smoke, he put money in Italian swag
And we really itch and wet
We really step with length
In a stolen whip with things like who are we spleaching then?
Waist and up we don’t aim at legs
How many times have we backed it try splash it
Then they run that’s fucking stress
How many times have we pulled up hopped off
And then swept up hella young men
If he run then I'll fucking pursue you
While broski pavement revs and, we don’t take no chances
Any opp man spots I’m putting this 15 inch straight were your heart is
Nuff gyal will say that I’m heartless
Girl just shut up your mouth stop talking
And hold onto bass when we’re walking
[Verse 2 - Sav12]
Opp block settings just got suggested
Back then on a 400 now it’s 300 settings
15 inch when we dish out cheffings
They’re chining up females like how u things through leggings
Waist n up we don’t aim where the leg is
I stepped in the field with tekkers mummy shoulda named me Neymar
If I buck jakes I turn to a skater
If you slept on me you best wake up
I can see true colours without throwing water on makeup
Can't tell me about black man timing
You think your late but I’m later
Queen Elizabeth chaser ay
And I took enough risks on a 125
Sav12’s really on piss your face got wacked in front of your guys
He jump on tracks and tell lies
Or they mention work that was not mashed by none of their guys
Lurk with things and stuff when we ride

[Hook - Sav12]
Really in the field no time for pretending
I can tell you about bait face cheffings
And how man got wrong for being on fences
How you screaming gang when the opp’s your bredrin? Ay
Fuck that, juice gon' spill like Lemsip
In a stolen whip, not rented
Who’s that? What’s that? Get it
Really in the field no time for pretending
I can tell you about bait face cheffings
And how man got wrong for being on fences
How you screaming gang when the opp’s your bredrin? Ay
Fuck that, juice gon' spill like Lemsip
In a stolen whip, not rented
Who’s that? What’s that? Get it
Part 2:
[Verse 1 - S1]
Gyally on me and Bruce
Gyally want love and hugs, ugh, affi tell the bitchdem move
I done jeet one ting from opp block, shit then broski, I'm way too rude
12Lean on your bae with style, how the fuck can she call man cute?
And gyally want fuck with the world, cause she know that we drill and make moves
Yes I done had my dough and my cheeks in crack
And bass on hip when we sweeping cats
N***as can't talk 'bout laps on laps
'016 I was in Cardiff sleeping with nitty and rats
Like I really take risk for the cash, OT had a barbie bankin' packs
[?] tried do man wrong but you know S1 man I don't with that
Free all my darg locked up, don't worry akhi soon come back
Like that's more racks on waps
Splash and limp 'cause we're way too cocky
Old school with Shh got bored out
And bro nearly caught that body
Dodgy the ting never done man properly
Should have ripped that bitch and fed him again like shit bro hold this properly
Shit then fuck, nobody can stop me
Bossy and I just put 5 bills in a brand new shotty
Twelve lean with botty, hands so properly
Up that pole and we slap somebody
Like shit then bro move from me
Uh uh, no police on me
And all of them boy there gobby
Pour juice, go find you a hobby
When I was down and broke, man flew up upsah Whiskey and bobby
That's Lyca to Lyca
Two booming hotties (T-Two booming hotties)
[Verse 2 - Sav12]
Bro came with he stick, no hockey
Said he wan' corn somebody
I told him you're way too cocky
I'll come on the glide but you owe me Ps if them boys dem lock me
I'm pissed if them boys dem stop me
I ran out of broccoli, so I just got a pack of the am
Had to put it in my lighties gaf
She said she's tryna get me bagged
This loud packs way to dank
I said just put it in the back
Give me an hour, I'll get rid of that
Next thing that she saw was racks
Smile on her face, got her looking all happed
I'm deep in the trap
I'm in love with grinding
My phones rings I'm excited
Forced them bud in the baggy
Man can't tell me nothing bout sizes
If you do then you're lying, you're lying
Big bros in the kitchen, he can't whip it
But he risked it and tried it
I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the big man crying
He lost it all, I couldn't help but I started smiling
He said "Sav this far from a joke|
I can't do shit, it's strictly my dough
Call up my man I need more coke
Me I ring trap in ends
While big broski's trapping in O
Free up the locked up members
I can't wait till them man come home
Straightly ammy and flavor
When I rass this bud to the dome
More time slide with the gang
Or do it on my Jack like Jones