CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : ISIS
Trap hard in that hybrid, big bags on my eyelids
Big drip, no stylist cause I pimp whores in the Ibis
Hitting sales in my hi-vis, my young G's up in ISIS
I tell my young G's "Don't try this", now he's banging for ISIS
Bro's locked, send the mail out
Ten years on the same route
I've got a screw link in the jailhouse
All my bros good till they bail out
Bullets in it then wale out, you know we're spraying often
If I see that pagan bopping, you know we spray him often
Beckton straight to Plaistow, I've got a half Z in my arsehole
Smoked about a half O now my c*m tastes like gelato
I still ain't signed a million deal
In the trap, did a million deals
My brudda's up in the Paddy Power
I'm trapping hard in the William Hill
Raise the alarm, pigs tried raiding the farm
I was up in the KFC, pimping whores in the Baker's Arms
Banged her on the first date, twanged her with the wordplay
Rifle make the earth shake, man he thought it was an earthquake
Paki boy, no Street Fighter, long arms like Dhalsim
Boxers McKenzie, I still ain't wearing no Calvin
Big raami in the building, tell that b*t*h no filming
I don't want this doc*mented, come and get this c*ck erected
Trap hard in that hybrid, big bags on my eyelids
Big drip, no stylist cause I pimp whores in the Ibis
Hitting sales in my hi-vis, my young G's up in ISIS
I tell my young G's "Don't try this", now he's banging for ISIS
Bro's locked, send the mail out
Ten years on the same route
I've got a screw link in the jailhouse
All my bros good till they bail out
Bullets in it then wale out, you know we're spraying often
If I see that pagan bopping, you know we spray him often
I love my boys, they're so sincere
They see their boys and they left 'em there
Forensics tryna get prints in here
DTG or we do it with gear
Auto whip, I ain't switching no gear
Merc be the badge, four pipes on the rear
Got a bad b*t*h, she's looking all rare
No dead b*t*h can't come round here
Take it old school like PS1
Smoke on my own, I don't need no one
See the outfit, that's DSQ
See the jewellery, that's VS1's
They be like "Look at what G just did"
Came home fresh and he just done a bid
I couldn't give a f**k about what they done
Tell the truth, that's all just a myth
Bands on bands in elastic bands
Money don't fall, get slapped with that
Barbies wanna get frassed with gang
But the chat line going all nuts, it's mad
I change my phone and I change my SIM
I ain't tryna get caught up in the ting
Boys in blue tryna do man grim
So I change direction and move like the wind
Trap hard in that hybrid, big bags on my eyelids
Big drip, no stylist cause I pimp whores in the Ibis
Hitting sales in my hi-vis, my young G's up in ISIS
I tell my young G's "Don't try this", now he's banging for ISIS
Bro's locked, send the mail out
Ten years on the same route
I've got a screw link in the jailhouse
All my bros good till they bail out
Bullets in it then wale out, you know we're spraying often
If I see that pagan bopping, you know we spray him often
Big drip, no stylist cause I pimp whores in the Ibis
Hitting sales in my hi-vis, my young G's up in ISIS
I tell my young G's "Don't try this", now he's banging for ISIS
Bro's locked, send the mail out
Ten years on the same route
I've got a screw link in the jailhouse
All my bros good till they bail out
Bullets in it then wale out, you know we're spraying often
If I see that pagan bopping, you know we spray him often
Beckton straight to Plaistow, I've got a half Z in my arsehole
Smoked about a half O now my c*m tastes like gelato
I still ain't signed a million deal
In the trap, did a million deals
My brudda's up in the Paddy Power
I'm trapping hard in the William Hill
Raise the alarm, pigs tried raiding the farm
I was up in the KFC, pimping whores in the Baker's Arms
Banged her on the first date, twanged her with the wordplay
Rifle make the earth shake, man he thought it was an earthquake
Paki boy, no Street Fighter, long arms like Dhalsim
Boxers McKenzie, I still ain't wearing no Calvin
Big raami in the building, tell that b*t*h no filming
I don't want this doc*mented, come and get this c*ck erected
Trap hard in that hybrid, big bags on my eyelids
Big drip, no stylist cause I pimp whores in the Ibis
Hitting sales in my hi-vis, my young G's up in ISIS
I tell my young G's "Don't try this", now he's banging for ISIS
Bro's locked, send the mail out
Ten years on the same route
I've got a screw link in the jailhouse
All my bros good till they bail out
Bullets in it then wale out, you know we're spraying often
If I see that pagan bopping, you know we spray him often
I love my boys, they're so sincere
They see their boys and they left 'em there
Forensics tryna get prints in here
DTG or we do it with gear
Auto whip, I ain't switching no gear
Merc be the badge, four pipes on the rear
Got a bad b*t*h, she's looking all rare
No dead b*t*h can't come round here
Take it old school like PS1
Smoke on my own, I don't need no one
See the outfit, that's DSQ
See the jewellery, that's VS1's
They be like "Look at what G just did"
Came home fresh and he just done a bid
I couldn't give a f**k about what they done
Tell the truth, that's all just a myth
Bands on bands in elastic bands
Money don't fall, get slapped with that
Barbies wanna get frassed with gang
But the chat line going all nuts, it's mad
I change my phone and I change my SIM
I ain't tryna get caught up in the ting
Boys in blue tryna do man grim
So I change direction and move like the wind
Trap hard in that hybrid, big bags on my eyelids
Big drip, no stylist cause I pimp whores in the Ibis
Hitting sales in my hi-vis, my young G's up in ISIS
I tell my young G's "Don't try this", now he's banging for ISIS
Bro's locked, send the mail out
Ten years on the same route
I've got a screw link in the jailhouse
All my bros good till they bail out
Bullets in it then wale out, you know we're spraying often
If I see that pagan bopping, you know we spray him often
