Lyrics Tax3 by Y.CB

I made the Tax3 like JB
In town, I never move lazy
Old back bruck from the?'80
Slap?it off safety,?bangin' this crazy
I swear all the?opps dem hate me
But I'm on drills, so lowkey they?rate?me
If?I juice man?down, my shank?gets tasty
Gang, you don't wanna see me crazy

I made the Tax3 like JB
In town, I never move lazy
Old back bruck from the '80
Slap it off safety, bangin' this crazy
I swear all the opps dem hate me
But I'm on drills, so lowkey they rate me
If I juice man down, my shank gets tasty
Gang, you don't wanna see me crazy

I need the MB, no Y.CB
If I get an address, no IP
IC3's, they got no heart (Pu**y)
They run, panic and freeze
When I DigDat, my Air Force crease
Never mind, I still got one for the team
Bro took one for the team
I was sittin' in court when they slapped eighteen
Got bangers that pray to Allah
They're doin' haraam when they step out the car
If I step out the car
I ain't gonna blast, I'll run up and ching man's clart
On the M24's, bad B on me
Gotta tell her "honey, we don't dance"
Honey, we don't dance
Bop with smoke, no joke, had a wap in my palm
Top cla** booters
So we gotta finish with cla** like students
Straighten this beef like rulers
Northside of Newham, we do them shootings
Whole life is more than music
Sight one of them, no way I can lose him
If I sight one of them and lose them
P*ssed, back to the ends, I'm fuming
I made the Tax3 like JB
In town, I never move lazy
Old back bruck from the '80
Slap it off safety, bangin' this crazy
I swear all the opps dem hate me
But I'm on drills, so lowkey they rate me
If I juice man down, my shank gets tasty
Gang, you don't wanna see me crazy

Bally and gloves, I'm ridin'
Suttin' got touched, I caused that crisis
Loose screw, they can't be tightened
PS I'm ridin', ridin'
Three guys in the whip, slidin' bait
Who gives a f**k about license?
This beef held different spices
Him and him and him got minused
Got three smokes, should've knifed him
Hear that bang, won't do it in silence
F**k all the internet typin'
Hospital bed, where them man are fightin'
I ain't fightin', back my blades
Swing that sh*t, don't box like Tyson
Mum told me to watch the pan
Told 'em watch there when things get fryin'
I feel like the opps when I run from Trident
Jump in gardens, hidin'
tryna run up in homes
Buss the door, bro do better than tryin'
Anything shh, on sight him
Bro caught a body, went jail for a knifin'
We can talk prices
Cah I got green and it's comin' in giants
I made the Tax3 like JB
In town, I never move lazy
Old back bruck from the '80
Slap it off safety, bangin' this crazy
I swear all the opps dem hate me
But I'm on drills, so lowkey they rate me
If I juice man down, my shank gets tasty
Gang, you don't wanna see me crazy
I made the Tax3 like JB
In town, I never move lazy
Old back bruck from the '80
Slap it off safety, bangin' this crazy
I swear all the opps dem hate me
But I'm on drills, so lowkey they rate me
If I juice man down, my shank gets tasty
Gang, you don't wanna see me crazy

I made the Tax3 like JB
In town, I never move lazy
Old back bruck from the '80
Slap it off safety, bangin' this crazy
I swear all the opps dem hate me
But I'm on drills, so lowkey they rate me
If I juice man down, my shank gets tasty
Gang, you don't wanna see me crazy