Sirens

Sonny
Ayo
Greaze (uh-huh)
(Ah, brrt, brrt) yeah (brrt, brrt)
Too much CCTV, nah, I don’t really wanna get violent (nah)
But you can get a punch from Ireland (ha), or you can get a kick from Thailand (greaze)
Slap from Nigeria, make you start hearin’ sirens (whoo, whoo, whoo)
Ṣe o ńgbọ’ ohun tí mo ń sọ?
We had to dysfunction that function (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Gave him a slap from South-West London (tek that, tek that, ugh)
Cause that conundrum, now he can’t function, try cause a disruption (boaw, boaw, boaw)
I can’t lie like them man do (uh-huh), I hear it, but I don’t trust them (mm)
It’s make-believe, corruption (uh-huh), ’cause they’re not like that when I buck them (ugh)
It’s easy to see that you don’t get paid, you man are stressed, it shows
All of that talk about takin’ risk, he saw the skeng, he froze
Stepped out in his bestest clothes, now you’re in a hospital, where your chest exposed
Swing, dip, t-shirt rip (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh), mouth too big, shoulda kept it closed (ugh)
I rate that he’s backin’ his bredrin (uh-huh), now I’m gonna see what they’re both on (hmm)
I don’t wanna hear, “FK, ‘low me” (nah, nah), I don’t wanna hear, “FK, hold on”
Left (tek that, tek that, ugh), weave, right, now he looks like he got fucked-up Botox (tek that, ugh)
Are you sure that I’m who you wanna step to? (Uh-huh)
Are you sure that I’m who you wanna roll on? (Uh-huh, ugh)
They see me in the cut with Skep, now they think that I’m BBK
Fully on greaze these days (greaze), them man chat shit these days
That’s why bro spin like the CDJs, plug try give me a CCJ, TBH, I CBA
I still live like GTA (brrt)
Too much CCTV, nah, I don’t really wanna get violent (nah)
But you can get a punch from Ireland (ha), or you can get a kick from Thailand (greaze)
Slap from Nigeria, make you start hearin’ sirens (whoo, whoo, whoo)
Ṣe o ńgbọ’ ohun tí mo ń sọ?
We had to dysfunction that function (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Gave him a slap from South-West London (tek that, tek that, ugh)
Cause that conundrum, now he can’t function, try cause a disruption (boaw, boaw, boaw)
I can’t lie like them man do (uh-huh), I hear it, but I don’t trust them (mm)
It’s make-believe, corruption (uh-huh), ’cause they’re not like that when I buck them (uh-huh, ugh)
And we don’t care ’bout your gang, all of your mums, I’ll tell you to suck them (suck ya mudda, yute)
Bro pop that caan and make everyone scatter, if you feel brave, don’t run then (baow)
Your boy ran, left you, that’s a bad friend, I’m still with the same guys from back then (trust)
You know Lash, that’s gangdem and Dex, nwannem (free)
You wanna be the loudest guy in the room, I came with the quietest dude (shh, shh)
And if you heard that he’s live, it’s true, he got a Glock-21 minus two
Say you got riders, we got riders too (huh?), and we don’t like to lose
Any funny business, then my guys on you, now your white tee lookin’ like rice and stew (boaw, boaw, boaw)
My young G’s on go, he can’t help it, tryna turn white tees red velvet
‘Cause he greedy and he’s selfish, hopped out and left man Michael Phelps’in’, uh-huh, hm
I gave him a jailhouse rock like Elvis
Rocked him and his bredrins weren’t helpin’, mind out if I reach for my pelvis
Us, never them, hmm, us, never them, huh
Us, never them, hmm, us, never them, huh
Uh-huh, huh, uh-huh, hmm
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh