Wisdom & Smoke

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SRB separation confirmed Coming up on staging the burnout of these twin Solid rocket boosters at two minutes five seconds Listen, blazzard the whistle, hold it Hit him, I told my darg don't miss him Lower the window slowly Point it, rinse out the clip at a victim One month free, hit the bulls like shit then My man's in the ecosystem Flashback sitting in circle vans Now I'm giving the whole ends wisdom This dot-dot-dot flip bring the lugers Ultra attack on any intruders I can't go and I stain hands on Now I got music consumers Play your role or it's bench time, don't be useless My homegirl wants a gallery, D-E-P-T, I bought her a few bits Same gyal fling out the bits for the nuisance Said it's G90 'cause of few quid Look, my young bull stressed, he just done a boot in Go and get nail clippers, your jacket Got GSR discharge, no time for loosen But on the bright side, who left the detectives clueless? Yo, keep it hush Look, nothing ain't rap cap, we really do this We caught him now his best friend Judas Any sign of a opp we're booting If there's no whip then we do it on scooters I don't know how the opps keep losing Back your bedren, stop giving excuses Gang do jewels like a dentist Bang 'til the antin' toothless Hit a 'arry, now he won't stop juicing Pick any man quick, no point of choosing Put it back in the bag, gotta slap on my leather The shoes don't fit, real life Cinderella Tap then leave the machine with a Shirley The girls come fatter than Heather Beat off your mum's coach just like a homewrecker Yo, yo, yo Used to be on the pitch, now I'm teaching the squad how to tether Tell my YG roll the presser But we ain't on smoke when we apply pressure Mission complete, now clean up, fling me the desser Paramedics at the scene 'cause there's eight on his top, Iniesta Three man, one bike, but who's on that Vespa? One opp got chin up and chin up again 'cause my darg short-tempered Thought it was us who got three of my members New place, gang just got a Jaguar, this one's a blender Counter attack but the blocka still got defenders Awkward, had a man telling gyal that we got agendas I only been Crown Court in my life with different offenders Us man are gripping them niggas pretenders Choked his dotty, should've been on EastEnders Listen, blazzard the whistle, hold it Hit him, I told my darg don't miss him Lower the window slowly Point it, rinse out the clip at a victim One month free, hit the bulls like shit then My man's in the ecosystem Flashback sitting in circle vans Now I'm giving the whole ends wisdom The burnout of these twin solid rocket Boosters at two minutes five seconds Listen Smoke is smoke, no, it can't be water Bitch, I shot back, now they all look awkward Detectives got block in the shootouts We try ride out right now, there's a shooting Fuck that, chip is some change, let me sort it Had to pat on my ting out in Shoreditch Old school days was a Ford Focus, we could barely afford it Now it's different boots Like Eyes Spicy and the maid gyal pretty but rude Had to pat on my crew, go straight to the stu' Young G's done a glide and they still can't chew Them opps been dropping like baby teeth Like fuck, did they move brand new? Look, I know something there got shot But we still got new ones to shoot We ain't on what? Leave the hood confused Only find out when they look on the news Seen it all now, it's déjà vu Pronounce that, which job blush we choose? New place want this smoke, now they need tattoos Used to give me a verbal abuse (While I'm boo) Daytime or the nighttime, come get the fuse from a Eastside jew Look, police love operating on my crew 'Cause my side stir up the beef like stew Shotguns get wet down, split into two GSRs wan' do interviews Look, we tap up a waps, neighbours start singing We call that rhythm and blues Something got But now I gotta pack up and rotate hotel rooms Segway the young bulls have a road to the broom Yo, labels see smoke when I bill up a spliff on Zoom Civils look shocked 'cause there's gunpowder in the noon Make the wap pop loud like balloons Me and Reez on showboat but I still got smoke Had to cancel the date, now she thinks I'm rude I tried to reschedule, she's not in the mood KMT told her to move My next link got arse with a waistline and she got ink on her boobs The good gyal want the bad man that's smooth Racks and waps in the backpack ready for war, BT for the crew Hit all the age groups, they don't know what to do My niggas all buy smoke, he wants a two Smoke is smoke, no, it can't be water Bitch, I shot back, now they all look awkward Detectives got block in the shootouts We try ride out right now, there's a shooting Fuck that, chip is some change, let me sort it Had to pat on my ting out in Shoreditch Old school days was a Ford Focus, we could barely afford it Now it's different boots Like Eyes Spicy and the maid gyal pretty but rude Had to pat on my crew, go straight to the stu' Young G's done a glide and they still can't chew Them opps been dropping like baby teeth Like fuck, did they move brand new? Look, I know something there got shot But we still got new ones to shoot