[Intro: LD]

*'This n***a no matter what, he's always tryin' to catch the opps'
'It doesn't matter what, If that's not dedication,'*
Fuck the opps
*'This n***a got ADHD out here'*

[Hook: Monkey]
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey on the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey in the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets

[Verse 1: LD]
Line poppin' off like b-bells
Asap somewhere kway on his ones surrounded by seashells
I don't wanna bag this box, more time I don't wanna sea scales
And I think about the moola, moola, then I'm outside tryna see sales
67 put food at the market, can't tell me shit about retail
Gorz got four and a half for the shit that he sells
He didn't need a seatbelt
White boy on the wind like Bell
I think about the days I was locked up like how the fuck could you tell
Snitch boys have the whole shells
Stepped into a trap
K stepped in M stepped and you know we worked that mash
Like if I see my man here, bare life corn garn crash
K took P's M took grub then you know we skkred then dash
[Hook: Monkey]
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey on the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey in the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets

[Verse 2: Monkey]
We left with a spinner
My drillas do drills they drill, my n***as hot like Twitter
One way, pull up, crash, manna really talk this rate sim simma
In skengs we trust man I smoke any opp boy for M and dimma
Kway back going ride with skeng, free bro bro 'cause that's my n***a
From the football times and the truck
Free the conspiracy gang and then Jigga
Bang the hammer bro bang it too
So why should I need them hitter
Fuck the bitch but she suck my dick
Dat girl know she a pitta
Dat girl know she a pitta
One day in the ring me and bro banged up
Didn’t get no dinner
Lord forgive on my sins
Lord forgive me on the sins I’m a sinner
Live corn in that spinner (crash, crash)
You don’t wanna see ASAP cheff man backroad with Dippa
We skrred round with the wizza (skrrt, skrrt!)
[Hook: Monkey]
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey on the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey in the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets

[Verse 3: Mental K]
I’m a g shotting oz on the road (g shotting oz)
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line popping off like Slowz (Brr-brr!)
Skeng in a LV pouch on the opp block doing ten toes (ten toes)
When me and SC stepped out everybody ran in doors (skrr) (everybody ran in doors) (dasheen!)
Running through the 6 with the 67
Obbo on the 8 crazy (Tulse Hill)
You won’t see my face LD
When I foul play like Baby
Couldn’t give a toss if you rate me
Either way I’m still getting paid g
Pushing works ahlie this is 80s
Fuck the slice I came for the cake g (fuck the slice I came for the cake g)
Hold up with the nine and the 4s (hold up with the nine and the 4s) (ohhhh shiiit!)
Coz I’ve been breaking down all these nines and the fours
And the fours phone the plug can you line me some more (can you line me some more) (I need it right now)
Mana man are on job like I ain’t told man before

[Hook: Monkey]
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey on the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey in the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets