fumez the engineer & abzsav - abzsav x fumez the engineer - plugged in lyrics
[intro: abzsav]
yo, plugged in with fumez
huh? you already know who it is
hilzz made this
abzsavage in the building
from the 5
a+a+ay mizzy, turn me up
you know the vibe
rcg
n+ggas know, n+ggas know
su+
[verse: abzsav]
5 man got slapped, 4 man got packed
3 guys were opps, another one lacked
two guys got smoked, one pump got shanked
we was tired yutes, they love talk smack
all these facts ’bout k!lling me, you’re kidding me
abzsav does it differently
don’t even want no drill, no one out
but not one man got my rambo ability (boom that)
riding became my job like a 9 to 5
free labor but the price was high
funeral fees, tell a man in the sky
hundred man link up, so nowhere to ride
my opps so slow to react when i pop my door
cuz i show speed (grrr)
they’re needing new victims, blood on my rambo t++th
still wanna go test this lu’ and t++th (wet that)
slide in the p, stick on me (uh, uh)
let it beat, yaga yeet! (huh?)
done it in the 1, done it in the 2
done it in the 4, clean up the streets
like a dinner lady, served him with a tray
high street, done it baitface, so bait (bun that)
got nicked, no comment, i’ll buss that case
still stepped on the glide next day (go link me)
where you from? don’t make no commotion
be open, try run, i’ll poke him (grrr)
you can go ask anyone in my hood
they’ll tell you, “abzsav boots so golden”
notice, ‘018, [?] boy, like, fold him
bro got him first, it was me, i’ll smoke him
get more than one, it’s a bonus
they love hide, we attack, they notice
got a trim in the barber shop
got a fresh cut on his face with a taber
robbed my nank in bush, try make them cat
so my guy swinged his shaver (meow)
sending my opps to sp+ce
i’ll get down anything that’s up close to my radar (grrr)
the ride went crisp when he got bored
but he rose back up like the undertaker (how?)
i am a booter, i am a shaver
barber, in jail, step with a razor (wet that)
opp pack got that crazy flavor
hate your wish, your mum never made ya’
all this talk ’bout 3 years later
3 years now, not one man shaved up (huh?)
we stepped inside your lounge
2 waps up in a bentley bentayga (baow, baow)
rcg, we roll with guns
gimme the drop, i’m movin’ dumb
if i drill for my ting, you better run
if i buck an opp gyal, get one in your bun (bun that)
me and r1, tryna rise and tan
don’t know about them, but i know about man
like tuna and beans, i was stuck in the can
try come to my block, get left where you stand (heheh)
camped outside that bad b’s yard
cuz my opps always die for coochie (cats)
i’ll give a ding+dong to my agbs
for the cause, i’ll [?] with boujiee (my [?])
age is just a number
won’t think twice to chop me a juvie
i got me an opp that gives me so much talk
and he lives at uni (p+ssy)
my k!ller done k!lled your k!ller (p+ssy)
your k!ller got l+plate
my one is a professional driller
spin that dinger, back that yinger (huh?)
head, neck, tear that liver
mvm on a verbal ting
i’ll never rap again if you slap one spinner (hahah)
shak flew in the air, got hit with the [?]
[outro: r1, abzsav]
talk is cheap, bine speaks louder
grrt
fumez the engineer
huh?
we run west
f+ck that, we run the whole of london
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