Yea, yea, scouse nigga shit You know what the fuck it is Let me hit them with the standard flow Or should I hit them with the pausing flow Or the scorching flow Got so many flows, I don't know I just give them just a portion though I'm on some real nigga shit, what are you on? Got 2.6 million on 2-1 When the phone rings, I've got 2 on In fact, I got a few on If I'm on chase with me and me mate, then that's two gone SAF still got his two rings on I've still got me two things on Stand by in case, if I have to get a few mings gone The ends is gone mad these days Shootouts every day, man have got things and things on Deck, chairs, when I hit, man fold When I press bang, the slugs's gonna sit man Make him flip back, like hitman I'm on the gully side of town, where the drama is Similar to where Osama lived Gunshots on the reg, he started talking to the fed, he only got hit in the leg Yesterday you're talkin' gangsta tho, talkin' pure greaze Them man were talkin' gangsta tho, 'til bro let four squeeze Anytime you hear my bars, its's row grease If I pull up on your block, leg shot, that's sore knees Head shot make man's face split open for p's No pod, just four p's He said the weed's dead, I said: what, that's raw cheese Just for the cheek, pass his and your p's, and pass the weed Let me show you how to master P 'Cause when it comes to robbing weed, I've got a master's degree Listen, the kids are still cotch with the Smith'n I'm still snippin', and boppin' and dippin' Tryna avoid the plod, don't wanna end up going back Niggas still be like the scouse kid be flowin' mad Niggas still be like the scouse kid be doin' bits I've seen him hangin' out the window tryna burst it at these pricks Little pricks, try come in the bits, you get blitzed We got clips on clips, and we tryna get more clips And you can get clipped for thinking you can talk shit That's awkward, we don't forfeit When it's beef, we load up the things and go to war Shoot to score, or we don't shoot at all Might just press R1, and just finesse the whole bawl Me and Giggs and then finessed the whole tour Now I'm back on the ends, need to connect to throw four I do shit you wouldn't even get to do Meet people you wouldn't even get to meet You only see them on the TV, you don't see them on the street But they phone my phone wanting to meet Phone my phone, when they want weed You only phone when you want P Little tramp you probably still robbin' phones you little thief Little geeks had the same clothes on for weeks Me niggas OT same clothes on for weeks He'll put holes in your face for dem o's in your cheek Should have gold in a safe with these flows and these beats Should have the sweats the way I'm holdin' these heats Talk shit, and you'll be holding these sweets Man get active, we be rollin' in Jeeps Rollin' deep, you man are maggots, rollin' with geeks Clap him up and cross the border using whole different deets Scousematic, you twats