Profit
But you ain't seen none
Ever go 'round to the other side
I just pray I just see one
Broski gave me a call
Told me Skeng got a new one
You wanna know what the new one is?
Well don't you worry 'bout the new one
Cah the new one don't do talking
It just spits at idiots
The real G's locked
They soon touch, the clocks don't stop
And I see your watch, that's fake
You better get out here you mug
And your girl, she looks like a moth
She's all blick man'a call her a goth
And they know about Skengdo and AM
And they know that we're on our job
And they think they can hold this heat
Just cause we make good songs
That's outrageous
Remember that day so clear
The opps saw me; all five of them skating
So how could I not be rated?
Urgh
But it's back to the grind, can't stop
Young bros, I love them lots
J-Sav, Bit, Y.AM-Sav, Buckshot
TFace and Sparkz, they on job
Asbo choke man till he just pop
Don't slip or slide
Slip and you might get got

Don't ask me how I get my money
Residual income is sweet like honey
You don't wanna see Ching
... Wait hold on, let me make a call
(Yo, yeah let me get a Singapore fried rice
Sweet and sour chicken
Yeah, nah, no veg
My guy, my guy)
That was Ching, and he gets active
That... I ordered gets wrapped in plastic
Cah can't get work if you ain't got experience
Can't get experience if you ain't got work
How's it gonna work, I don't want to be rude
All of them mugs for the catch-22
They say we all get equal chances
Don't know about that, man I think it's dead
Why do you think them yutes there out on the road
Finna do 10-toes till their feet get red
How about you stop tryna shoot us in the head
Everyday they stop finna search for the check
If you are IC3 and you come from London
Best have a bullet-proof head
But I'm a hypocrite
Black lives matter
When I see an opp, everything scatter
Everything shatter
If he try run, hit him with the (hammer)
Got a hammer in the whip
Hammer in the whip
Hammer this thing tryna bang him with the stick
You was in your house tryna bang a little bit
See him on the strip
Bang him in the lip
Last time I checked he was chatting to the pigs
We ain't on a farm, chat dem are tark
Chat dem are chat, he was chatting to a chick
I don't give a fuck she was sitting on my dick

Man act so silly
Why you gotta act so dumb, dumb, dumb?
When the gang cut thru don't act like you don't run, run, run
I got time for that noddy, but I want funds, funds, funds
Don't flash with your money
Go give your money to mum, mum, mum
Go give your money to mum
You rap about all that P you make
Go show your mother some love
Shit then, crazy mad-up, mad-up
You already heard that one
I see man there just twiss-up, twiss-up
Run pussyboy, best run
The Crashers coming to get you
Stone-cold heart; we allow no-one
Facts bro just ching out his back
YAMs bore up his lung
She asked me if we're going to fuck
Hold on, hold on
I looked in your face to...
I don't want none of your love
I don't want none of your sex
I don't want none of your...
I just want all of that...
Yes, most girls that I've piped say I be the best
Oppers in jeans enraged sent two hits for the gems
Flavour pack with the amme pack
Why you coming to me with blem?

Bow-Bow
Skengdo done him
I was tryna look for the worms in the rubbish
Lost my heart like a million times
But I'm still on my grind; all it takes is courage
Really put my life on the line for my brothers
I don't even try, this is life in the gutters
I was indoors putting (juice) in your girlfriend
Pum I don't even know why you're wifing an uckers
Oi oi
Last pack came like fufu
This pack came like porridge
Now I gotta go move horrid
Whip till the pack is solid
Feds came to my door at 2
Try and ask "Comment appelle tu?"
Shit then, I don't speak Français
Espera, ¿quien eres tu?
... heart, it won't come back
So f... ten times bap-bap
I have no choice but... to
Bow-bow on anyone's yute
I ain't gonna stop till my face is blue
Push that work till my hands get numb
Or kick down doors till my trainers roof
You don't even know what I've been through
Tell me a wish and I'll make it true
All you gotta do is hold my dick shh, shh
Peek-a-boo!

My guy he whip so hard
One arm looking all hench
Preeing my ting like girls
That's fan behaviour, my friend
The other day we came to your strip
No surprise, no one weren't there
On the fence, that's bad as treason
See the 4s; they freeze and stare
Cause shh... no words
This girl just bells my line
But I ain't got time for her
Yes I've been called "Shit", "trash", "moist" or even "dirt"
But you know I ain't really bothered
Cah true say it's money first
But you guy's don't know that
Cause it's chasing females first
You're gonna wonder how your head feel
You're gonna feel when this corn in ya head burst
See man they're in and out of the can
I guess them man still haven't learned
I just worry about what I'm doing
Yeah I'm just tryna make it work

Covered in stops and checks
Underneath me everything's ugly
Useless undies getting upset
Numerous times that I never got guilty
Never got noddy or never got neck
Ten-ten toes could have torn my tendons
Terrorize towns with tools and teck
You can't... who I am
It's encoded in the 4
And the real ones never front
Cause it's too close to the door
But I stay the fight and I hunt
At the end I get what I want
Figure out who I am
But it's cool cause I'm a...
01000001
Ay, ay, ay
01001101
H-O-W did you lose that gun?
Ay
No remorse; code
Dot-dot, don't give a... 'bout dot-dot-dash
4-1-dash-dash-dash
Only
Samurai's all long and boney
Bad b but you call her trophy
Figure 8 but her face is phoney
Big man ting, don't lie to me
Feds came so we done it in binary
Had a little flip knife in primary
Now we're on 1Xtra finally

Push that work, man's getting it gone
That (shank) don't bend that devilish one
Push that work, man's getting it gone
That (shank) don't bend that devilish one

Crack him
Why these man keep dashing?
Jump out; rambos out, that's splashing
Been in the field when it's cracking
Baited out his house just for lacking
Grind all day and we're stacking
You was tryna impress them hoes
I was tryna make them packs there vanish
Can't wait till we all live lavish
Doing up veggie, turn man cabbage
Blacked-out whip, dot-dot; tap-tap it
Come [?] might see Jay slap it
Again and again, he'll slap-slap-slap
You can't hit this bro, yeah I know you can't hack it
Anything green get what? Stop chatting
Stupid guys should have gave you a (slapping)
Ay
Asbo say nun but please and we and we bang him
Ay
My life's all ments, no you can't manage
Peela, yeah he's a well-known savage
Creep on your block, just creep up
Bro bro with the du-du-du-bow

Draw man out
You can't draw man out
H-O-W can you take my clout?
Like du-du-du when I'm stepping out
Black clothes and my leathers out
You... me if my... is real
Come fields and come test it out
She's hanging onto my testicles
Practicle so I'm jetting out
Crash just rude, they ain't got no shame
Should have said they ain't got no filter
Hella' tools like Bob The Builder
Hella whites look gold and silver
Premature or young or lazy
How many girls been swallowing babies?
Attitude nu-huh, that's crazy
Better know this is Brixton, baby

Living life like a movie
Feds, them watching our clart
Gyally dem wanna do me
Press that then I'm dipping out fast
Wait, hold on
Have you got enough Ps to last?
Wait
Don't shove the Ps up your bum
It's funny that you think you're up
Just cause you've got some bling
I can tell you something right now
You better keep that shit tucked in
(Free the) bros in the can
The feds want the whole strip in the wing
But the bros better keep their heads up
Cause the clocks don't ever stop tick
Bare cowards and punks
Bitches; them man should cop some wigs
Got nicked couple times
Not snitching I can't say a thing
No amm bud, I got amm bud
You already know if you're from my bits
With amm bud you just slap one
You won't come darg it's a myth
I'm really tryna get this prick
Come here baby let me feel them...
And we might round to your bit
But if your mum comes home too early
Then I'm out and I'll see you in a bit
Then it's back to the grind, I can't stop
If I stop then I can't have a think
Ain't know about the life that I live
Coppers on man on a constant
Looking for clues and shit
It's peak if the Babylon grab me
They finna find a 15 (inch)
Going to jail my friend
Ain't on my to do list
Back my ting on a sick ting
Swing-swing man'a swing no fist

Beg your pardon
Man's out of his favourite...
Ay don't act cause I know you heard me
Birthday boy, you'll get... in burbery
Don't think cause you wear designer
That you won't get (stuffed) like turkey
You can be that devil in Prada
Man still rub like wifey Curley
On who? Man I beg your pardon
Out with his favourite garments
Man's out with his favourite garments