Exposing Opps

Don’t pop them 2s if you ain’t from the Zone
I told bro ching, tip touch bone
Riding out never gets postponed
Jigga in the cut, that’s your headback blown
Sin Squad known do drillings on road
You can’t ask if I have my phone
Gliding time to the 9, we go
We got the opps on ropes
We bully these neeks, so didn’t you know?
You’re twenty years old and you’re jumping on road
Talking about back dots on Mo
You’re shooting in the air, tryna find K’s soul
Free blood bro, never spoke or told
Up front ching tryna shave man bald
Half past ten, Park Lane is closed
Try cut tru, better have your poles
Won’t do that cause you won’t make it home
G check time, better stand like a gnome
Bust them doors, jump out on volts
I dare the opp boys told me we don’t
Your friend got his brain exposed
Jump out gang, back shanks or smoke
Yo, I don’t wanna hear not involved
Swear Ramz got slapped and poked?
On the opp block, tryna take some souls
Your friends in the coffin decomposed, LOL
He’s in a coffin, rotting
Sinners in the ride, so don’t get spotted
Wet man down, that’s bare blood clotting
Spill that juice, don’t drink it
Swear Wood Green so close to extinction
Teeth in the wap got most man bitten
Bun man’s skin, that’s skin conditions
We ain’t jumped out and he’s already sprinting
Bro, bro pop them doors
Skeng get beat like whores
Dotty too long so so you know it got sawed
Mops in the ride, we ain’t doing no chores
E1, suck your mum with a straw
This ain’t beef, lil nigga, it’s war
I like me a bitch that stays indoors
Lampz is an insane, K’s his jaw (?)
This skeng’s garn leave man fucked like porn
It’s garn leave man fucked like jezzies
Six man in the four door in Eddy
Pop this door, jump out with the chete
Skeng get beat like your bredrin Telly
We really tryna put an opp boy pon telly
3.0 Ves, fill it up with petty
OT serving Carl and Lenny
If I fly out the ride on volts, I won’t aim anywhere below your pelvis
Don’t get wigged like Kelvin, he woulda been alive if he wore a helmet
I swear the whole of Wood Green ain’t safe, their friends getting K’d,
the whole gang’s held it
K on the L? You’re frassed, this hollow right here garn leave your skin meltin
I want 3 handtings, I don’t want no Cartis
Fuck off blades go straight through your arteries
Step in the party, I came with the army
Who’s that caramel barbie?
Anyting green is wet, punani
Swift got chinged in his ends, he just never died like Kamali
Skid skr, gotta dodge them rallies
Sin Squad step, this beef ain’t dead
Little nigga, this beef is frying
Don’t get caught on the mains like Ryan
Ying that down, that’s marjays crying
So much blood, that’s satisfying
Finesse man’s grub, then resupply it
None of my friends are dying
Chunky hollow go fly through your eyelid
Chunky hollow go fly through your spine
Tuggz got bored and sang to the swine
That could never be my guy
My opps are clowns, no Pennywise
If I’m eating, you’re eating, my bro, let’s dine
Loyalty don’t have a price
On the block with my 3 times 5
Get a man down if he’s 2s or 9