text: GMD Lyrics
  I told bro I’m itchin to ride
  He said yo, just take it easy
  I’ll take that risk like CB
  Put man all over the TV
  Still anyting shh get shh
  Dem man don’t wanna see me
  Make food disappear Houdini
  Now I got keys to the beamer like Beenie
  Jeepers Creepers, Freddie and Jason through your speakers
  Get round there in tracky and slides then run man down in their sneakers
  Grim reapers, Bet you don’t resurrect like Jesus
  Jeepers creepers, get rid of that yute like foetus
  One for the money
  Two in the dots that’s lost
  Surprised that the gang’s still free
  Now we still put new fours on the block
  Fuck five-o
  Had me bang up at about six so I couldn’t keep my eyes off the clock
  Touch road and I took that risk
  I sold seven Gs of rock
  Eight times out of ten gang got it
  Anyting shh get shh
  Make man trip, spill, vomit
  Shh got shh from the shh
   way lil bro, one lock it
  Last night won that lat
  Blood all over the bonnet
  I had the whole block doin up moshpit
  Guns, money and drugs
  You already know, gang been doin up road
  Bad Bs throwin up Os
  How can we be broke? If we rap white like K koke
  Next few shows, we’re gonna spend that money on smoke
  Pochettino, tryna do G money like Nino
  Ride man’s ting, go light man’s skin like he’s albino
  All black like emo
  Put 10 in the back, Coutinho
  Out here getting paid in full
  And I tell girls that my real name’s Rico
  They try mock me cos RV had a job like H boogie
  Didn’t come for me and play looksee
  GBH showed prints from the crime scene
  Jury looked at me like How could he?
  In, Fully, Big, Bully
  Opps still chat on the net
  I’ve been there day and night, Kid Cudi
  Big man chatty and past the time
  Palm of the skeng
  When we go past the nine
  Shh got chinged in the ride
  He ran and couldn’t make it past the line
  Shh got chinged and snitched
  I swear that he’s still up in court and cryin
  I see man doin a vid, still out tryna flex with ice
  You coulda got smoked in your head
  But you’re like 35
  When’s the last time man’s done a works, that’s awkward
  Man wont free they’re cautious
  Cah they know gang’s all about scorin
  Guns, money and drugs
  You already know, gang been doin up road
  Bad Bs throwin up Os
  How can we be broke? If we rap white like K koke
  Next few shows, we’re gonna spend that money on smokeEmbed