Verse 1 - B.R.Y. 
White bricks wrapped similar to Kinder 
Going through his pictures, you could call it Tinder 
Trap teacher, I'm suttin like Splinter 
When the crop lands you'll catch me in that sprinter 
In the night I'll be purging 
My line beats, you can call your line a virgin 
Went from a bend to a brick, I be serving 
Pack's thick like Lateysha Grace 
On the road I put B's in A's 
So many cases I cover my face 
Stack twenty bags in Jan that's a good year 
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Hook - Frenzo 
I was hands on now I'm hands off 
They wanna know where I got my grams from 
Got a raw brick with a stamp on 
Sprayed the acetone then I got my clamp on 
Head shot that's your man gone 
Or I push it in his pussy like a tampon 
You've got no leg to stand on 
Leg shot leave no leg to stand on 

Verse 2 - Frenzo 
I gave her the haddi in the back of the gaddi 
She popped a Xanny, I told her give me adhi 
Just flew the chaabi over from Karachi 
Sawed off the half B, make the rest twerk like Cardi 
Now I'm in Harvey's looking Ferragami 
This paper doesn't fold like origami 
The bullets sting like cactus 
Hit Croydon, linked with my Sri Lankans 
She's sucking dick for a one-er 
Hit South, linked with my unnah 
Bare bells, he's got the ting packed 
Can hear your bones crack from the impact 

Hook - Frenzo
I was hands on now I'm hands off
They wanna know where I got my grams from
Got a raw brick with a stamp on
Sprayed the acetone then I got my clamp on
Head shot that's your man gone
Or I push it in his pussy like a tampon
You've got no leg to stand on
Leg shot leave no leg to stand on

Verse 3 - Qwalo
Slap the pot on the stove
Put the fire on the low
Remember running from the feds with the cocaine
The feds put me in a cell for the whole day
Came out, copped a phone, went to [?]
You have to take him round the back fam it's so bait
Back to the trap, mixing milk with cornflakes
Thick bitch tryna nudge me
Two for thirty-five, shots picking up in country
Trap line jumping like it's bungee
I'm on the M-Way doing mad speeds
Bro's Mum saying that I'm a bad breed
Nigga I'm the canteen

Hook - Frenzo
I was hands on now I'm hands off
They wanna know where I got my grams from
Got a raw brick with a stamp on
Sprayed the acetone then I got my clamp on
Head shot that's your man gone
Or I push it in his pussy like a tampon
You've got no leg to stand on
Leg shot leave no leg to stand on