[Verse 1: Pozer] Boxes and boxes, my clique full of mobsters I'm coming for your food if I'm smelling where your crops it I'm all about profit, that k**y, yeah, I've got it You ain't getting money so little n***a, stop it I said you ain't getting money so little n***a, drop it It's like these bruddas got cobwebs in their pocket and Fam, if I was you, I would get a brick and chop it, then Get some runners in, hit a strip, then lock it Look, I'll make you swallow shots and that's no alcoholic And I ain't got nuttin' for you n***as but a coffin No muzzle on the ting when it's barking at him Let the teeth sink in, jaw locking Look, and my swag game's peak every day of the week But your bro little cuh your swag game's weak Couple lighties I see wanna holla at me Got a few pretty b**hes in my company Still stepping on street in the trap, that's me With a pack that's white like my white friend Lee And I'm looking at my money like "yeah, that's neat" And I'm looking at her back like "yeah, that's peak" Got a cute lighty, b**h pebbled that B And the food just dropped, hold tight A-C-E And the pigs on us, better clean all that dust Look, these pigs wanna know where I'm hiding my d** [Verse 2: Merky ACE] I could do the something on my own, just me But I might get the ting from my darg Things that I did, a grown man won't speak
But you might hear it on my songs If I'm at your front door, man ain't coming to do preach So you better read out your psalms Save your sorry talk, I don't wanna hear no speech Man'll tear out your boaty with the something in my palms I don't even wanna know what the f** you tek this for We used to keep it in my house before I found a place to park A quiet place up in Blackheath, yeah, we found a place to bark By the riverside with packs on me, that's where we flog the charge You'd have found it hard to break down like some fibre or some starch Cause anyone on our patch, we know why and what for Darg, you've got a lockjaw, biting what this hot for Canine, want more, spray time? Not sure Links call, drop more, out here, if these pagans want me They know it ain't hard to find me But I've got the rally So the p**y dem tread lightly Nizzy and a bally in the winter, daily, nightly Nizzy in the summer but I'm with a big back lighty And I've got the Miley, Bermondsey she's rated highly At the Holloway, even did a stop in Highbury Couldn't tell you 'bout all the places she will make you find me In an Uber doing road and it's not paid for by me Cheddar blue to the face, ACE is looking Chinese Dargies k**ing, get away, that's why they always slide V Me and Pozer link up, last time someone nearly died, B No lie, G